Their incestuous, bimbo passion was hot to watch. I groaned, my dick throbbing in Karen’s pussy. She brought me closer and closer to bursting. I would have such a huge climax. Just flood the married woman’s pussy with all my jizz. It would be so awesome.
“Ooh, ooh, I’m gonna cummy so hardy on your dick!” gasped Karen. “I lovey cummying on other men’s dicks! Yesy, I do!”
“Fucking slut,” I growled.
“Such a fuckying slut!” She grinned at me. “See, see! I’m fuckying you with my slutty cunt!”
She plunged down me, her big boobs bouncing. She brought me closer and closer to cumming. I would flood her twat with all my jizz. I groaned as she squeezed her cunt about me. She held me tight with that delicious cunt.
I rose toward my orgasm as that hot twat of hers worked up and down me. She squeezed about me with her silky flesh. It was perfect. I was in heaven here. I groaned, hurtling closer and closer to that amazing moment of climax.
“Mommy!” Alice squealed as her mother gasped out in pleasure.
My wife and daughter were shuddering through their climaxes as Karen plunged her pussy down my dick. She took me to the hilt and squealed out in delight. I groaned as her pussy spasmed around my dick. She suckled at me with that hot twat.
“Fuck!” I groaned as she bounced on me
“Give me cummies!” the bimbo-wife moaned, her hot twat suckling at me.
I erupted into another man’s wife. I flooded Karen’s married pussy, pumping load after load of my cum into her pussy. I shuddered through all that bliss. The ecstasy swept through me. It was just amazing. I savored every last second of this heat.
The bliss swept through me. It was just fantastic to have all that ecstasy bursting through me. I groaned, savoring the way her cunt writhed around me. My phone dinged with notifications as the bimbo-wife bounced on me.
“Cummies! Lots and lots of cummies!” gasped Karen as she rippled around me.
I groaned, savoring that hot cunt suckling at me. She had such a delicious pussy. I groaned as I pumped blast after blast of cum into her snatch. I filled her to the brim with all that amazing delight. I shuddered as I erupted one last time.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I groaned, savoring that pleasure. “Shit, that’s good.”
“So goody great!” Karen moaned and kissed me again. I shuddered, making out with another man’s wife. God, I had to return her to her husband. This was too fucked up.
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Trading the Bimbo Wife for the Nubile Daughter
Chris Cartwright
Karen Miller felt so amazing on my cock. My married neighbor’s hot twat rippled around me as her orgasm finished. I had just filled her with cum. I shouldn’t have. She shouldn’t even be my bimbo, but my wife apparently could still use her app to make other women into bimbos.
First time I left Linda a home to go back to work after taking a week off, and she bimbofied Karen Miller.
Maybe Karen really was the neighborhood slut who was fucked by every man on the block–I know I hadn’t fucked her until now–but that was no reason to bimbofy her and make her into my slut. I’d just give her back to her husband.
If I could.
I wasn’t sure if that was possible, but I had to try. I didn’t want to break up marriages. If she was cheating on Derrick, that was between them. It wasn’t my business. And Linda, who was a bimbo now herself at her own insistence, didn’t have the intelligence to make bimbos.
I had taken care of that, using my app to stop her. Now I just had to return Karen. Maybe I shouldn’t have fucked her, but she was so eager for it. Well, it was done. I had filled her with my cum and my app had dinged.
I grabbed my phone. My wife and daughter were sixty-nining, still licking at each other’s pussies. They had grown so close now that they were both bimbos. No more sulking, moody Alice. She was happy and bubbly.
I swiped my phone, staring at it as Karen nibbled on my ear and squeezed her cunt around my dick. She had leveled up, and so had Sherry and Keily. Karen was Level 1 now and those two were Level 3. I would deal with Sherry and Keily later since they were working as prostitutes at my work and making me so much money.
I might just quit my job.
“Okay, Karen,” I said to her, “get off my cock. We have to get you back to your hubby.”
“Okey-dokey,” Karen said and slid her cunt off my dick. I shuddered at the feel of her pussy sliding off my cock. That was an amazing sensation. She massaged me with that delicious snatch of hers. It was such hot delight to enjoy.
“Linda,” I said. “Linda, honey, get dressed. You, too, Karen. We’re going to Karen’s house. Come on. Get off our daughter. We have to return Karen to her husband.”
“But she’s your bimboy-slutty whore, hubby hunny,” Linda said, lifting her head from between our daughter’s legs. Linda’s red hair spilled around her face. Her big boobs swayed beneath her as she rose.
“And she’s who’s wife?” I asked as I stood, my dick hard and dripping in Karen’s juices.
My wife sat up, rubbing her furred muff on Alice’s face. She glanced down at her wedding ring. My wife’s face screwed up in concentration as she struggled with the thought. Then it dawned on her, literally. It was like the sun rose across her expression as she understand. “Oooooh, to stop her from being a cheaty, slutty, whorey wife, I should have had Derrick bimbofy her?”
“That’s right,” I said patiently. “Now, get dressed.”
“Okey-dokey,” she said with such a bright smile.
Karen pulled on a thong, sliding it up and up to her shaved pussy and trapping in the cum. Then she grabbed a bra that was black but sheer, her nipples peeking through as she put it on. Very sexy underwear for… the jeans and t-shirt that she wore over it. She was dressed for a date, not for puttering around the house on a weekday.
My wife looked around. “I don’t have any clothesy around but… It’s super sexier and hotter if I’m naked, right?”
“Mommy’s so hottie naked, Daddy!” Alice said, licking her lips coated in her mother’s juices.
“Get dressed, Linda,” I said. “I don’t want the neighborhood seeing you prancing around naked. You’re my wife. I don’t share you.”
My bimbo-wife squealed with such joy. She bounced up and down. “Chris, you’re the bestiest best hubby in the wholly whole world!”
She darted upstairs as Karen finished dressing. I shook my head. My wife could be a tad… exuberant, couldn’t she. I pulled up my own boxers and slacks, zipping up. I had my phone out, hoping this would go well.
Karen threw her arms around me and purred, “Want to see how sexy my bra and panties are?” She muzzled into my ear. “I love wearing sexy undies for men.”
“I just saw them,” I said. “Save that for your husband.”
“It’s boring dressing all sexy wexy for him,” she said, pouting.
I did not care. I was glad my wife didn’t have the reputation of being the neighborhood slut. And speaking of my wife, she flounced down the stairs in a simple sundress she must have just pulled over her naked body, her red hair flowing behind her.
“Very nice,” I said as she rushed down to me. “Alice, honey, watch TV and don’t leave the house, okay? You are a good girl, right?”
“I’m a goody girl, Daddy,” she said and turned on the TV. She had no problem with that. She found some cartoons and giggled at them.
I escorted my wife and Karen out of the house. They both grabbed my arms and snuggled up to me, rubbing against me. My cheeks burned. It was embarrassing walking through the neighborhood with my wife and another man’s wife clutching to me. Linda would be fun, but Karen…
Mark a few houses down was watering his lawn. He grinned when he saw us crossing the road. He nodded at me. I didn’t like that. There was a look in his eyes. I glanced at my wife. How did she bimbofy Linda? There were none of my wife’s clothes in the living room. My wife was naked when she did it.
God, I hoped she didn’t go outside like that.
I reached the Millers’ house and knocked on the door. My phone buzzed insistently in my pocket as it beeped with notifications. Like an alarm or something had gone off. I pulled it out and swiped the screen. It read JEALOUS HUSBAND APPROACHING.
“Oh, shit,” I said. What did that mean?
The door opened and Derrick Miller stood there. He was a man my age. He was a little taller than me with brown hair. He frowned at me standing there with his wife and mine. Karen just squealed and through herself at her husband.
He staggered as she started peppering her face in kisses. She gasped out, “I’m Chris’s bimboy and his slut and he fuckyed me and I lovedy that oh so much and I lovey you and his cock is awesomey and I had wondermus cummies and it was amazeying!”
“What?” Derrick gasped, his face turning red now. The anger was there as he glared at me. “You… You fucked my wife?”
My App beeped again. I glanced down to see a large message now.
Jealous husbands and boyfriends can be a problem, but turn them into a solution with 20 Bimbo Crystals! Make them into cucks!
Make Derrick Miller into a cuck?
YES or NO.
I wanted to hit yes, but I didn’t have 20 Bimbo Crystals. I had 18. Shit. Derrick tried to shove his wife off him, but he wasn’t doing a great job at it. I frantically clicked on my phone to buy more credits. I selected a bundle of ten–I might as well get them for the best cost. It was $475, but I had made way more than that today. It accessed my Google Wallet, got my credit card number, and bought the Crystals.
“What the fuck is going on?” Derrick roared as my total of Bimbo Crystals shot up to 38. “Huh? Fuck my wife? And, what, bring her over here to taunt me? Stop playing with that fucking phone!”
He shoved his wife off him and grabbed my collar.
I hit YES as hard as I could on my phone. Probably enough to crack the screen.
The rage on his face melted away. He released my collar, my wife clinging to me and whimpering. Poor Linda had gotten scared. I had, too. My heart raced, but now Derrick was smiling at me. He was so friendly.
“So you fucked my wife,” he said. “How was she? Man, I bet you enjoyed it. Little jealous I didn’t get to watch.”
“Uh, yeah,” I said, feeling Mark’s eyes on us. “Let’s go in and talk, okay.”
“Sure, sure,” Derrick said, backing up.
His wife grabbed my arm again and tried to kiss me while her husband just grinned. I shook Karen off me. Linda was excited again and did the same. I let her kiss me. Her lips were spicy with our daughter’s barely legal pussy.
“Okay, so here’s the skinny,” I said to Derrick. “My wife bimbofied your wife. It’s, uh, this app that turns women into nymphomaniac airheads. They’re really dumb and friendly and happy and just want to have sex.”
“I love sex!” Karen squealed. “Ooh, ooh, fuck me, Chris. Fuck me while I sucky my hubby’s dick. That would be so hottie.”
“It would be,” Derrick said. He wasn’t bimbofied, but he was… cucked. Like I had neutered him with the app.
“Anyways,” I said, texting Derrick a referral link. “Install the App, and I’m hoping I can trade your wife back to you. Then she can be your bimbo and not mine. I mean, she’s your wife.”
“Right, right,” said Derrick. “Uh, but you can still fuck her, right?”
“I guess,” I said. “That’s up to you. There’s a way to lock your wife down, only 20 Bimbo Crystals, so she’ll only have sex with you.”
“Right, right,” said Derrick, though the way he looked, I wasn’t sure he would go for it. He was a cuckold now. He sounded really excited to be going down this other route. Man, I might have messed him up. “Okay, the App’s downloaded.”