I groaned, flooding the last of my cum into my little girl’s asshole. I filled her to the brim. She squirmed on my desk, whimpering her delight. I panted as I slowly pulled out of her rippling hole. I popped free and fell back on my chair.
It rolled back as I panted, the leather sticking to my naked ass. I closed my eyes, enjoying this Bring Your Daughter To Work Day. That was fantastic. I was in heaven right now. Just in heaven. I closed my eyes.
“Now I have to do more dickytation and cleany your dickie after my assyhole, Daddy,” Linda said. “That’s what goody assyistants do, right?”
“Yeah,” I panted, my eyes still closed.
She brushed my legs as she dropped to her knees before me. She grabbed my cock and smacked her lips. She leaned in and licked up my dirty shaft. I groaned at the feel of my daughter’s wet tongue climbing my cock to the tip.
“Mmm, so dirty wirty,” she purred. “My assyhole tastes goody on your dickie, Daddy!”
“That’s good, honey,” I groaned as her tongue stroked over the spongy crown of my cock.
She smacked her lips before swallowing my cock. I gasped as she did that. She worked her mouth over my dick, nursing on me. I shuddered at how wonderful this was. It was so hot having her engulfing my cock like this. She swallowed me with passion.
I groaned as she nursed on me with hunger. Her hot mouth suckled on me hard. She suckled with passion as she cleaned my dirty dick with her hot mouth. She bobbed her head, working her lips up and down my shaft.
“Damn,” I groaned, opening my eyes to watch my little girl polishing my pole.
Her pigtails draped over my thighs as she blew me. She danced her tongue around my cock to polish me. My nuts twitched as she suckled at me. She nursed on me with hunger. She suckled hard. Her cheeks hollowed.
My eyes rolled back in my head. I loved how she did that. It was an incredible delight to have her suckling on me. She nursed with passion on my dick. It was a wonderful moment to have her suckling on me. She nursed with all her might on me.
“Yes, yes, yes,” I gasped. “Fuck, you’re such a good girl! Such a good assistant!”
Alice squealed around my cock and wiggled her hips back and forth.
“That’s it,” I groaned. “Shit, that’s it. Work that mouth up and down my cock. Such a good girl!”
She suckled hard on me. She nursed with passion on my dick, the pressure in my nuts growing and growing. Her tongue danced, polishing my pole as she brought me closer and closer to that moment of eruption. I couldn’t wait to cum in her mouth. To flood her with everything that I had.
My nuts tightened from her wonderful suckling. She nursed with all her passion on my dick. It was a fantastic thrill. I groaned, savoring her mouth working up and down my cock. I enjoyed every last moment of this delight.
“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned. “Fuck, that’s good. That’s so good. You’re amazing!”
She suckled on my cock. Slobbered on me. My little girl suckled hard on me. She nursed with passion on my cock. I loved it. She danced her tongue around my shaft. My nuts twitched with her skill. Her green eyes stared up at me with love.
Empty-headed love.
She nursed with all her might. She suckled on me with everything that she had. It was just such a wonderful moment. I loved this with all my might. The pressure in my nuts swelled toward that bursting point. I hurtled closer and closer to erupting.
“Shit!” I groaned “Oh, shit, that’s it. Get ready!”
She suckled hard, my nuts twitching. My bimbo-daughter was so ready for my cum.
I gripped both her pigtails, threw back my head, and snarled out my pleasure. My cock erupted. My cum spurted into her mouth. I grunted, bucking on the chair as I filled her mouth with spurt after spurt of cum. It was amazing. Just awesome.
“Yes, yes, yes,” I grunted, enjoying that delight. “Shit, that’s so good. Fuck, you are driving me wild. Shit, yes!”
I erupted again and again into her mouth. I filled her up with my spunk. I loved the ecstasy slamming through my mind. Stars sparked before me as my little girl swallowed my jizz. She gulped it all down.
I groaned as my phone beeped. A notification from the Bimbo App. I shuddered through all that rapture as my little girl swallowed mouthful after mouthful of my jizz. I erupted one last time, the pleasure sweeping through me.
“Damn, you did so good, Alice,” I groaned, grabbing my phone. I felt so good as I swiped the screen. “Just amazing at taking dictation with your mouth!”
She popped her mouth off my cock and squealed, “Thank you, Daddy!”
I stared at the notification and groaned. “Fuck.”
* * *
Linda Cartwright
I was a bimbo-wife with a missiony. I marched down the sideywalk, my flippy-flops smacky-smacked against the soles of my feet. I had to bimbofy the neighborhoody tramp. If Karen was gonna be a naughty, cheaty, slutty whore and cuckoldy her hubby, then she would be my lovey dovey hubby’s tramp.
It wasn’t fair that Karen never fuckyed my hubby when she fuckyed so many others on the block. She was such a naughty, slutty, wickedy wife. A cheaty whore that deserved to be a bimboy-slut. I wanted my Chris to fucky her and poundy her and whorey her out.
She was no better than Keily, that officey-slut. I made sure she was taken care of. She was my husband’s bimboy-whore now. So would Karen.
I glared at Karen chatting with Mark Taylor. That was the guy she was fuckying behind her hubby’s back. My eyes focused on Karen. She was a MILFy-wife like me. Blonde, though. I wasn’t a blondy-slut. Biggie boobs. And she had a daughter. What a horri-baddy example she was for her daughter. Being a slutty-whore.
I would fix it.
“Oh, shit,” Karen gasped, spotting me marching up to her. “Uh, are you doing okay, Linda?”
“I’m doing so finey great!” I said, holding my phone tight in my hands, my flippy-flops slapping into my feet.
Mark Taylor glanced at me and grinned. “Damn, uh, is it laundry day, Linda?”
“Don’t be a pig,” said Karen. “Linda, sweetie, where are your clothes?”
“Where is your hubby?” I demanded and pulled out the phone. I aimed it right at her. The app all focusedy on her and asked me, “Do you have your Hubby’s Permission to bimbofy Karen Miller?”
YES or NO appeared beneath those questions. I was almost positively sure that I had my hubbby’s permission to make bimboy-sluts. I had made that bullying Sherry into our sexy slutty bimboy-daughter and that Keily into a goody bimboy-whore. Now it was Karen’s turn.
Chris would have so much funny times fuckying her. Of coursey he wanted me to do this.
I tapped YES hard. I dropped down to 1 Bimbo Crystal as Karen’s concern melted away into empty-headed joy. She gasped and jumped up and down. She shot her hands out and grabbed my boobies. She squeezedy them and kneadedy them and gropedy them.
“Shit,” groaned Mark. “What is going on?”
“None of your dummy business!” I said, wagging a finger at him. “I’m not a slutty wifey-whore like Karen. You don’t lookie at me! Now come along, Karen! You’re my husband’s now.”
“I am!” squealed Karen. “I amy am! Yay!”
As much as I likeyed her squeezying my boobies, Mark was watching. He wasn’t my hubby. That wasn’t right of him to watchy me. I whirled around, gripping Karen by the wrist, and dragged that trampy-whore back to her new home, my flippy-flops slap-slap-slappying into the soles of my feet.
My biggie titties bouncyed before me as I dragged the trampy-whore back to my house. I would enjoy her and fucky her and make her eat my pussy and eat her cheaty cunty twat and do all sorts of funny and hottie and naughty thingies with her.
“You’re my hubby’s bimboy-tramp,” I said. “That means he tells you which guys you can fucky and you have to eat my pussy whenever I tell you to! I’m his wifey! We made vows. Deathy do us part and sharey bimboy-tramps!”
“Okey-dokey!” Karen squealed. “Chris is all handsomey and stuff. I thought about seducying him. I bet he’s a great fuck!”
“Such a trampy-whore!” I hissed with anger. “Ooh, I’m going to fucky you so hard with my strappy-on! Seducey my hubby? He’s mine! See.” I held my left hand up as we crossed my fronty lawn. “I’m his wifey. You’re just his bimboy-whore! His slutty slut-wifey slut!”
“Yay!” Karen bounced up and down.
“What the hell is going on?” Mark called.
“None of your beesywax!” I shouted as I reached my front door. “You’re lucky I don’t bimboy your wife so she can be fuckyed by a real man! My hubby!”
I wrenched open the door and dragged the giggling Karen in after me. “A real man! That’s Chris. Not my hubby or Mark or…” She trembled. “Can I go fucky Mark? He’s so much funny!”
“That’s for Chris to decide,” I said and slammed the door. Then I twisted the deadybolt, lockying us in. She’d never get out now. It was lockyed. “Now, you, get all naked. I wanna see your boobies!”
“Boobies!” squealed Karen, her blonde hair swaying around her MILFy-face. She shot her hands out and squeezed my titties. I shuddered at the warmth of her fingers. “You have such greaty boobies, Linda! So great big!”
“I know,” I groaned as she kneaded them. That felt so greaty good. My pussy clenched as the warmth melted down my body. I wiggled my hips, my thick bush getting all soaked. “Ooh, ooh, that’s so nicey. You’re playing with my titties and–Hey! You have to get your boobies out! Right this instancy!”
“Whoopsie doosie,” said Karen. “I fowgot! My baddie pie!”
She released my boobs and pulled off the t-shirt she wore. she exposed a lacy black bra with sheer fabric that showed off her nipples in such a whorey way. That was a sexy-time bra. Fit for a cheaty trampy whore. I was gladly that I tooky command of her and made her my hubby’s bimbo or she would be fuckying Mark all day long and just cheatying on her hubby.
It was so wrongy to cheaty on your hubby! But now she would be a goody wife and be my hubby’s bimbo. It was perfecty. I was so smarty!
Karen unhooked her bra. She pulled it off and slipped the straps down her arms and those biggie boobies of hers spilled out. I giggled as she had large titties and so did I. I squealed and pushed my breasties into hers.
“We’re booby wives!” I squealed, rubbing my titties into her softy mounds. Our nipples brushed which made all these sparky and goody feelings zappy between us. “That’s so neaty great!”
“So neaty great!” she gasped. “Ooh, ooh, I lovey it!”
We both jumped up and down, rubbying our titties together and being booby wives together. It was so awesomey. I lovedy it. My pussy was all wettie and juicy and achy and itchy and drippy. I was so gladly glad I made Karen into a goody bimbo.