People were glancing at me, oblivious to the fact that my wife worked her hot mouth up and down my cock. She blew me, sucking her asshole off my dick. She nursed hard, the pressure reaching down to my nuts.
“Fuck, I love this app.”
My wife ripped her mouth off to moan, “I love jalapeno popper apps!”
“Just keep sucking my dick clean,” I said. “That’s the app you love. Cleaning my dick!”
“I ooey dooey do!”
She engulfed my dick with her hot mouth. I groaned, loving the warmth of her mouth. She nursed with passion. The pleasure surged through me. My nuts twitched. I loved the feel of that hot mouth suckling at me. The rapture grew and grew in me.
My eyes rolled back in my head. I shuddered, savoring that pleasure building and building in me. I would have a huge burst of cum. Just a mighty eruption of jizz that would flood her mouth. She suckled hard, cleaning me up.
“That’s it,” I groaned, stopping at a light.
I glanced over at the car beside me. A hot woman in a convertible was there. She had a low-cut top. I grinned at her. She glanced at me, a smile playing on her lips. She had no idea my wife sucked on my dick.
God, I loved this.
The light changed, and she went straight while I turned, my cock twitching in my wife’s mouth. I shuddered, enjoying every second of that blowjob. The pressure in my nuts built and built. I came closer and closer to cumming.
To erupting in my wife’s mouth. I wanted to flood her with all the cum that I had. It would be an incredible rush. I was so ready to just erupt into her mouth. To flood her with all the spunk that I had. My nuts tensed.
“That’s it,” I groaned. “Such a good wife.”
She squealed in delight.
“Going to get a big reward. All my cum!”
She bobbed her head with frantic need, sucking hard.
“Yes, yes, you know what you want.” I slid my hand through her blonde hair. “Fuck.”
She suckled hard, the pressure swelling at the tip of my cock. Her tongue swirled around it. My loving bimbo-wife worked her ass off to get my cum. I rose toward that mighty burst of ecstasy. A big smile spread on my lips. This was it.
I erupted.
“Fuck!” I growled as I pumped my cum into her mouth.
She gulped down my cum like the good bimbo-wife she now was. I groaned, savoring that delight. It felt so good having her gulp down my jizz. I loved her sucking on me like that. She nursed on me with hunger. She swallowed my cum.
Blast after blast of my jizz erupted into her mouth. I savored the pleasure rushing through me. I loved that delight. The rapture surged through me. I shuddered, my heart pounding in my chest. I gripped the steering wheel.
“Fuck,” I growled, watching the street I needed to turn down pass me by.
She sucked down more cum as I hit the breaks. I turned around as she nursed on me. She suckled with all her might on my cock. She nursed on me with all her might. I groaned as I fired the last of my jizz into her mouth.
“Damn,” I groaned as I flipped a turn switch.
She ripped her mouth off my cock. A moment later, I hit the curb and drove over onto the sidewalk to finish my turn. Jennifer giggled as she bounced around, her big boobs heaving. I straightened out and headed toward wife number two’s house.
I made the turn. She lived here with that new husband. They had been married nearly three years. Still hadn’t had that kid she was desperate for. I drove down the street as Jennifer played with my dick. I reached her house.
Hubby was home.
Good. That prick stole Patti from me. I was eager to return the favor.
I parked the car, shoved my cock back into my pants, and climbed out. Jennifer scrambled to get out. She raced around on her stripper heels in that sort of awkward jog women in platform shoes had to do. She reached me and grinned as I marched up to the door.
I rang the doorbell.
“Can you get it, honey?” Shaun shouted.
Footsteps padded to the front entrance. I raised my phone, ready to make my second ex into my bimbo, a huge grin on my lips. The door opened into my second ex-wife.
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Bimbofied Wife Cucks the Wimp
Bill Crest
I had my phone ready the moment that my second ex-wife, Patti, reached her front door. I was on the other side on her porch. She had remarried to this tool named Shaun who was also home. I heard him tell her to open the door. Patti had wanted kids. I hadn’t.
So she found someone else that could give them to her.
The door opened and there she was. A brunette woman in her thirties. She was looking good in her tight t-shirt that showed off those nice, big tits of hers that I loved. I did like my women to be busty. She wore a pair of purple sweatpants. Casual clothes.
Her expression soured at the sight of me. “What are you doing–”
I tapped YES on my phone and bimbofied her.
“HERE!” she squealed. “Yes, yes, yes, you’re here! Ooh, ooh, yay!”
My ex-wife threw herself at me, her arms wrapping around my neck. She planted her mouth on mine and thrust her tongue into my mouth. She kissed me with wild passion. This was nothing at all like the Patti I remembered.
She made out with me with such passion. Her lips worked on mine. I groaned as I made out with her. She was mine again. Just like Jennifer, my first bitch of an ex-wife that was bouncing beside us and clapping her hands in joy.
I was making my ex-wives into my bimbo-sluts. Turning them into airhead whores who were more than happy to do whatever I wanted. Who would be mine. I even had made Jennifer into my Ex-Wife Bimbo, a special type of bimbo because she had left me.
I would do the same to Patti and to my third ex-wife, Courtney the stripper.
“Hey, honey, who is it?” asked Shaun, the new husband.
Patti kept kissing me. Her lips were so soft and tasty on mine. She kissed me with passion. I groaned at how wanton she was. How eager she was to kiss me. She wiggled against me, her lusts burning through me.
Once, I thought she would make a great mom for Barbie, my daughter with Jennifer.
But Patti wanted to have her own children. When she divorced me, she had Shaun waiting to ask her out on dates. They were married so fast. It was disgusting how fast her coworker had become her husband. It was suspicious how quickly they had fallen into their relationship.
“Patti!” Shaun asked again. “Who is it?”
Patti broke the kiss and squealed, “It’s my exy-husband! He’s come over all strong and muscly and makes my pussy all wet.”
“What?” Shaun gasped in shock.
I heard the recliner close as the phone in my hand vibrated and beeped. I pulled away from Patti as Shaun appeared in the doorway, shocked to see his wife pressed against me. I glanced down at the screen of my phone where the app flashed the warning: JEALOUS HUSBAND APPROACHING.
The App wanted me to spend 20 Bimbo Crystals to make Shaun into a cuckold. Like I was going to do that. I didn’t have twenty to spend. Besides, he was a little office putz. I worked construction. I didn’t have anything to fear.
I kept one arm around Patti as I stepped into the house, Jennifer following. Shaun stared in hurt confusion as his wife clung to me. I had my hand on her ass. I turned off my phone and shoved it into my jeans pocket.
“Bill?” His forehead furrowed. “What are you doing here?
“I’m here to fuck your wife,” I growled. “So just sit your ass down and watch the show.”
“I… What?” He shook his head. “I won’t do that! Fuck my wife! Patti?”
“Ooh, ooh, he’s so strongy and all muscly and makes my pussy wussy so wettie and juicy and achy and I wanna have his big dickie in me! He has such a biggier dickie than you do! You have just a little bittle cock, but Bill. He’s hung!”
“Yes!” squealed Jennifer. “Hungy like a… a… studly hubby! Yay!”
“Patti!” gasped Shaun. He tried to swell up and square off.
“You took my wife from me, pencil-dick!” I growled. “Probably fucked her behind my back before she even left me! So sit your ass down and watch me fuck her hard with my big cock before I take off my belt and whip you like the fucking bitch you are!”
“We didn’t…” Bill whimpered. “Not until she… she served you the divorce papers. It was just flirting. That’s all. Flirting.”
“Just flirty and getting him all buttery up to wanty me so he could give me babies!” Patti said. “But he didn’t. I wanna have babies! Give me babies, Bill. With your big dickie fucking my juicy pussy!”
“I want babies, too, hunny!” squealed Jennifer.
“Fuck,” I growled, staring at Patti. Hearing her say those words had my blood boiling. I suspected, but… “You really were fucking flirting with him behind my back before you divorced me. Got your next guy lined up, you fucking tramp. You’re as bad as Jennifer.”
“I’m so baddie!” Jennifer gasped. “I did baddie things. But now I’m his goody slutty wifey again! Right, hubby!”
“You know what, before I fuck that slut-ass, Patti, I’m going to fucking punish you,” I growled. I glanced at Shaun. “Sit your bitch-ass down now!”