I felt so good as I pulled out of her asshole. I rose, my mind whirling with the possibilities. I sank down on the couch and grabbed my phone. I really wanted to go see my dad and show off the bimbo app to him, and that meant flying out to him.
But taking all my bimbos on a normal flight didn’t seem like a good idea. So it had to be a private jet. I started googling how much it cost to charter a private jet. As I did, Tina crawled to me on her knees and reached me.
“Dr. Eric, let me cleany up your instratament!” she said, stumbling over that last word. “So dirty!”
She engulfed my dirty dick and suckled on me as I googled. Mrs. Juarez meanwhile reached behind her and scooped up my jizz leaking out of her butthole. She licked up the jizz off her finger with greedy hunger.
Tina’s mouth felt delicious on my cock. She bobbed up and down as I started searching. I found one company that specialized in chartering private jets. I poked around the website. With how many bimbos I had, we’d need at least a mid-sized jet to fly us across the country. That would cost $4500 an hour.
That actually was cheaper than I imagined. I mean, It was more than what my mom made in a month, but I thought it would cost hundreds of thousands of dollars. This would be as much as buying a car.
Fuck, that was insane.
Tina suckled hard as I figured this out. I had to do a trip calculator to learn that it would be a five-hour flight, plus an hour on the ground on both ends for a total of 7 hours. $31, 000. That should make my jaw drop, but…
I would make that by morning with the work Mrs. Waters and Mrs. Mayers did.
Yeah, I would drop in on Dad. I bet he’d love this app.
* * *
Bill Crest
Back in my apartment, I had Maggie Storm eating out the cunt of my first ex-wife. Jennifer was smiling at me with such love in her empty-headed eyes. Her blonde hair spilled around her face while her big, fake titties quivered.
“Ooh, ooh, she’s all lickying me!” Jennifer purred. “Just all lickedying up a storm!”
“I love storms!” Maggie moaned, her naked rump wiggling at me. I smiled as I moved to fuck her in the ass. I was so ready to enjoy that slut’s asshole. I would bugger her hard. I already had left a load in her shaved cunt that dripped down her thighs. “Stormy storms are the bestest storms! I chased a tornado once and it was all grrrr and roarrrrr and meany! So much fun!”
“Wow,” said Patti, my second wife. She wore an apron and nothing else, the standard attire for my bimbo-wives. They all had their wedding rings on, returned to them by the App. It was an amazing thing. “That’s so neaty!”
“Yep,” I said and pressed my cock into that tight asshole.
Courtney, my third and youngest wife, was cooking. She was as a Bimbo Cook, so she knew what she was doing in there. She was too dumb to figure out the remote, but she could whip up something good to eat. I just needed my daughter back, and my life would be complete.
I pushed and pushed against that tight asshole. The bimbo moaned as my cock drilled against her anal ring. I smiled. I was buggering the weather girl. I had the news on and they had a substitute weather girl in her place. She was not nearly as cute as this slut.
I pushed my cock against her asshole. Her anal ring widened and widened. She whimpered into my wife’s cunt. Jennifer quivered there, her eyes rolling back into her head. I loved the sight as I thrust harder against the weather-slut’s asshole.
“Ooh, ooh, ooh!” Maggie Storm moaned. “Yeppers!”
My cock popped into her bowels. I sank into her velvety sheath. I smiled at that wonderful thrill. Her hot bowels engulfed my cock. I sank deeper into her anal sheath. She had such a delicious texture. It was a thrill to enjoy the weather girl in all her holes.
I bottomed out in her, my nuts resting against her taint. She moaned into Jennifer’s cunt. My bimbo-wife cooed in delight. She shook her head from side to side as I just reveled in this tight sheath round my cock.
“Damn,” I groaned and slid my hands down Maggie Storm’s sides. I gripped her breasts. I held her tight and squeezed her boobs. I massaged them as I drew back my cock. “Goddamn! Maggie Storm, you got a tight asshole!”
“I do!” she squealed sounding so excited by this revelation.
I thrust back into her asshole, loving the way that her anal sheath gripped me. She held me tight with her wonderful bowels. I fucked her hard and fast. I pounded with force. I churned her up. She groaned, wiggling her hips from side to side.
I pounded her bowels and fucked her hard. She groaned, squeezing her asshole around my cock. She whimpered as I pounded her tight asshole. I could use her how I wanted. I owned her sexy ass. I pounded her anal sheath with force.
“Ooh, ooh, that’s goody good!” Maggie Storm gasped. “A ninety-nine-thirty percenty chance of cumming!”
“Yes!” I growled, fucking her hard.
“I wanna cummy!” Jennifer moaned, her face twisting in delight. “Keep licking my twaty. That’s it. Ooh, ooh, you’re so goody at that!”
Maggie Storm clamped her asshole down around my cock. She gripped me as I pumped away at her anal sheath. I loved how she held me tight. It was an incredible rush to pound her bowels with hard force. She gripped me hard.
I loved the way she held me. She massaged me with her wonderful asshole. I thrust to the hilt in her again and again. I fucked her hard. I loved the way she massaged me with that hot asshole. She gripped me with it.
I grunted with each stroke into her bowels. I fucked her hard and fast. It was a fantastic rush to pound her anal sheath. She gripped my dick as I hammered her bowels. It was a delicious treat to fuck her with force.
“Ooh, ooh, that’s good,” she groaned. “I lovey that biggie dick creating a cummy storm in me!”
“Yes!” I growled. “Let me feel that asshole going wild!”
She moaned her delight as she licked and lapped with hunger at Jennifer’s twat. I loved how I fucked her with force. I buried into her again and again. I pounded her. I fucked her hard and fast. I loved how she gripped my cock.
“Damn, damn, damn,” I groaned. “That’s it. That’s fucking it! I’m going to spurt all my cum in this asshole!”
“Yay!” Jennifer cheered, thrusting her arms into the air and waving her fingers around.
Patti jumped up and down, clapping, her natural tits bouncing behind her apron. Her nipples peeked out as she did that. She had such a look of joy on her face. She was such a supportive wife now. No leaving me for some prick that could knock her up.
I pumped away hard at Maggie Storm’s asshole. I still couldn’t believe that was her real name. I buried to the hilt in her bowels again and again. She squeezed her anal sheath around me, massaging me with that delicious sheath.
The pressure in my balls swelled toward their bursting point. I groaned, loving this pleasure. I slammed deep and hard into her anal sheath. I loved the way she held me. She moaned into Jennifer’s cunt as I hammered that delicious asshole.
“Ooh, ooh, I’m gonna have a cummy storm!” gasped Jennifer.
“Drench me in all your nummy rain!” moaned the weather-girl-bimbo.
She suckled on what must be my wife’s clit. That was hot to hear. I loved it as I fucked deep and hard into her bowels. I buried into her again and again. I pounded her with hard strokes. I thrust to the hilt in her asshole.
“Yes! Stormies!” gasped Jennifer. She bucked, her fake tits heaving.
My first bimbo-wife came, drowning Maggie Storm in pussy cream. I loved the sounds Jennifer made as I watched her trembling through her rapture. I grunted, my nuts about to burst. I slammed to the hilt in Maggie’s asshole.
“Ooh, ooh, stormy cummies!” squealed the weather girl. The bimbo’s asshole convulsed around my cock. “Awesomey!”
Her asshole convulsed around my cock. She suckled at me with her hot flesh. I plunged into her and groaned as I erupted. My cum pumped into her bowels. The pleasure swept through me. The wild ecstasy crashed into my mind.
Fireworks detonated across my vision as I flooded her asshole with blast after blast of cum. The pleasure swept through me. I groaned with each eruption. I savored each eruption, the euphoria intense as her bowels spasmed around me.
“Yes, yes, all those cummies are percipitatering into my bowels!” gasped Maggie Storm. “Just a wild percipitapapitation!”
I grunted as I pumped the last of my cum into her bowels. I loved the feel of her anal sheath around my cock. She suckled at me with passion. It was an intense delight to have all that ecstasy shooting through me.
I groaned at how fantastic it was to have all this rapture shooting through me. I grunted with each blast of jizz. It was just a perfect moment. I sucked in a deep breath. I enjoyed every last second of this rapture. It was damned perfect.
“Fuck,” I groaned as her asshole rippled around me.
“Ooh, ooh, that was a goody stormy!” my wife purred. “A Maggie Stormy cummy!”
“Yeppers!” the weather girl cooed, her asshole so tight around me.
I pulled out of her bowels and sat on the couch.
Patti rushed over and started sucking my dick clean. I grabbed my phone. Maggie Storm had leveled up. How did that little twerp turn my daughter into a whore? There had to be a way. One of these options had to open it up.
Huge Boobs Bimbo?
Well, men loved sluts with huge tits. I selected that one. Maggie gasped as her Double D’s grew even bigger. They became so large. They were like H or even I-Cups. Like that Japanese porn star with the huge tits. Maggie giggled and grabbed her big boobs.
She squeezed them, her fingers vanishing into her pillowy softness. I stared at her. The only perk I could give her was to make her locked to me. That was the last thing I wanted. I needed to make some money, though. I had to track down that porn star.