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Mrs. Carli Tempest

I dove my face into Ken’s mother’s pussy. Mommy Kamalani’s clit—the other bimbos called her that—lay on his large bed in his bedroom behind the office. I had spent more nights during my stay with my husband at the Bimbo Paradise Inn in this room than the one we rented.

Well, my husband was having fun with the other bimbos on staff while I was getting the owner’s big, young dick. He knew how to fuck. It was so amazing to have him pounding me. I was just disappointed this was my last night staying at the resort.

So, hopeful, he would have earned the money today to upgrade his inn to Level 3 with that remarkable app that owned. The one that made me believe it was okay to be a slut so long as I was staying here, and that it was perfectly fine for my husband to fuck the bimbo-whores while I cuckolded him with Ken.

“Ooh, ooh, fucky her pussy, Mistery Keone,” his bimbo-mommy said. The busty, golden-skin Hawaiian-MILF was also the cook. She also called him by his real name, but he preferred everyone else to use “Ken.”

I loved how the bimbos talked.

“Yes, yes, fuck my pussy, Mister Ken,” I purred, my married cunt dripping for his big dick to fuck me. I licked at his mother’s snatch as he pressed against me. I was so ready to take him in my snatch. He rubbed up and down me. I trembled in delight, so eager to fucked by him. “Pound me!”

“You’re the guest,” he said and thrust his cock to the hilt in my pussy. Waves of delight washed through me as I moaned into his mother’s cunt. “And I aim to make sure all my guests are cared for!”

I squeezed my cunt down on his dick, loving that wonderful cock in me. It was such a wonderful sensation to feel that shaft in me. He filled me up with that amazing dick as my tongue flicked through his mother’s folds.

“You’re pleasing me,” I moaned, my cuckolding twat clamping down on his thick shaft.

He drew it back, groaning as my pussy massaged him. I licked his mother’s sweet pussy. I loved how good she tasted. She had such a wonderful cunt. I licked and lapped at her with all that I had. I tongued her with passion. She whimpered as I feasted on her.

I stroked my tongue through Mommy Kamalani’s folds as that wonderful dick thrust back into my cunt. My married pussy rejoiced at that wonderful cock burying into me. It was just so amazing. It was a fantastic rush to have him fucking me.

“Yes, yes, Mistery Keone, fucky her pussy!” moaned the bimbo-MILF. “She’s all licketying my cunty with her naughty tongue!”

“Such a yummy cunt,” I moaned as that wonderful shaft plunged into me.

“Just cum on her face, Mom,” Ken grunted, the Island stud fucking me with that big dick.

He gripped my hips with his brown hands as he churned me up with that mighty dick. I groaned with his every thrust into my flesh. He pumped over and over into my twat, driving me wild. My cunt melted around his dick. It was just a wild treat. I loved every last second of that delight.

He pounded me as his hands stroked my body. He gripped my round boobs. He squeezed my tan tits—I had been out at the pool a lot—and pounded me. His balls slapped into my shaved cunt. I loved the feel of him plunging away at me.

It was just an incredible moment. I loved every second of him burying into me. He fucked me hard and fast. He plunged into my snatch. It was just an incredible delight. He buried into me over and over again. I loved it.

“Oh, Ken,” I moaned into his mother’s pussy. I plunged my tongue into her sweet depths.

Mommy Kamalani gasped out, “Yesy yes!” Her hands squeezed her big tits and squeezed. Milk gushed from her nipples and splashed down on her tits. “Ooh, that’s so goody great!”

I loved the sight as her son fucked me deep and hard. He pounded my pussy with his big shaft. He churned me up. It was so good to feel him burying to the hilt in me. It was just an excellent delight to have him fucking me with force.

He buried into me with all that he had. It was just an amazing treat to have him burying into me over and over again. It was such a glorious treat. He fucked me with force. He pounded me with all that he had. I loved it.

I savored every last second of that big dick fucking me. Just gloried in that mighty cock pounding my snatch. He fucked me with force. It was wondrous. I shuddered with his every thrust. He pumped away at me. I groaned in delight as he pounded me.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned, that big dick fucking me so hard. My orgasm swelled in me. I suckled on Mommy Kamalani’s clit.

“Ooh, ooh you’re so goody, too, Missusy Tempest!” the bimbo-MILF moaned. “You’re gonna make me all cummies!”

“Cum!” her son growled as he thrust hard into me.

I nibbled on Mommy Kamalani’s clit. I loved how she whimpered in delight. She squeezed her thighs around my head as I flicked my tongue around her bud. It was so good to do that. She gasped as she climaxed.

Her pussy juices gushed out of her cunt and bathed my mouth. I drowned in them. I loved them flooding my mouth with passion. My tongue flicked through her folds. I devoured her with all that I had. It was just so good to drown in her sweetness.

“So goody greaty goody!” howled Mommy Kamalani.

“Yes!” I moaned as her son buried into my cunt.

I squealed and burst on Ken’s cock. My pussy spasmed around that big, thick dick. He was so much larger than Jarod. My cuckolding cunt rejoiced as the rapture swept through me. Hot ecstasy poured over my thoughts as he drew back his dick. He buried to the hilt in me.

Erupted.

His cum pumped hot into me. I loved the feel of his jizz spurting into me again and again. My cunt writhed around him, milking his dick. It was so glorious to have all that pleasure rushing through my body as he flooded me with his seed.

He could be knocking me up. I shuddered at that thought. It would be so glorious to stay here. Or to work in Hawaii so we could continue our affair. That thought burned through me as I licked up his mother’s pussy juices.

“You’re so greaty good, Missusy Tempest!” squealed Mommy Kamalani’s.

“So are you,” I purred, savoring her juices soaking my lips and tongue. I licked at that wonderful passion, savoring her taste. She had such a yummy cunt. My pussy milked her son’s dick as my orgasm crested in me. “Oh, yes, yes, that’s amazing.”

The bedside clock rolled over to midnight.

“Do you have enough to hit Level 3?” I asked. “Have you?”

He chuckled as he ripped his cock out of my pussy. He fell onto the bed beside his mother. She snuggled up against him. I pressed against the other side. He reached past me to grab his phone. He swiped it and loaded the app.

“Let’s see,” he said. I knew he would have enough. He all but confirmed he would. “Yes, I think I have enough.”

I shuddered as I watched him hit the button. A burst of announcements and a slew of notifications popped up. He stared at it, nodding. I squirmed their, not sure what I was seeing. It was all so new, and I didn’t have the best angle.

“Wow,” he said.

“What?” I asked, my heart pounding with excitement.

“It says I have to hire two more maids,” he said, “another bimbo-concierge, a bimbo-waitress, and a bimbo-cook.”

“I’m not a bad cook,” I said. “Jarod never complains.”

He nodded. “Plus, I have to choose two more amenities.”

“Amenities?” I asked.

“Yeah, like the pool or the restaurant,” I said. “Those are the amenities. I can add a sauna, massage parlor, bar, a honeymoon suite, a private beach, offer island tours, kayak rentals, and even have a ballroom for events.”

“Ooh, a sauna sounds heavenly,” I said, “and the private beach. You need to have your own beach. You’re a Hawaiian resort. I would go with those two.”

“Sure,” he said, grinning at me. “Let’s do it.”

“Yay!” Mommy Kamalani squealed.

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Keone “Ken” Kekoa – Owner of the Bimbo Paradise Inn

I checked those two.

Sauna: Comes with Bimbo-Attendant who makes it a wild experience for the guests. Not a very hot sauna, though, for safety.

Private Beach: Comes with one Bimbo-Sunbather per level of the Inn.

“I’ll have to hire a bimbo-attendant and three bimbo-sunbathers, too,” I said as Mom and Mrs. Tempest pressed close against me. Their breasts felt amazing on me.

“You have to hire bimbo-sunbathers?” Mrs. Tempest asked, her blonde hair nicely tousled. It was so much fun fucking the married woman.

“Looks like it,” I said. “They’ll be out there all naked and ready to be gangbanged on the beach.”

“That sounds like so much funny fun!” Mom said, her eyes sparkling as I made my first selection.

Do you wish to add a Sauna? YES or NO?

Of course, I hit the YES button. I supposed it was good that it asked just in case I tapped it by mistake. I had yet to ever use the NO, but maybe one day it would happen.

Pink confetti flew across the screen.

Congratulations! Your guests can use the sauna and enjoy the bimbo-attendant! You’ll have to hire her before your guests can use the sauna!

“Okay, and now for the private beach,” I said and tapped the screen.

“Yes, yes, you have to have that,” Mrs. Tempest said as she quivered against me.

Do you wish to add a private beach? YES or NO?

I turned the phone and asked, “Care to do the honors.”

Mrs. Tempest giggled as she tapped the YES button. More pink confetti flew across the screen as she smiled so happily. She squirmed against me, my dick throbbing. I wanted to fuck her again. It was a shame she was checking out tomorrow, but…

There would be other hot wives.

Congratulations! Your guests can visit the private beach and enjoy the bimbo-sunbather(s)! You’ll have to hire her (them) before your guests can use the private beach!

“Now what?” asked Mrs. Tempest.

“Now, I have to design the additions. I have to add six new rooms to the hotel, the private beach, and the sauna,” I said. “It’s like playing The Sims.”

“I played so much Sims 3, but I just never got into 4. I didn’t want to have to buy all that DLC again. I mean, I had so much stuff in 3, and 4 was offering almost nothing.”

“That’s EA for you,” I said as I started drawing. I liked to play EU4 when I had the time, and rumors we’re starting to fly about EU5. Which meant it would be years of DLC before it would not suck and to gain back a lot of the features of EU4 had spent years gaining. And that assumed Paradox didn’t screw it up like they did with Vicky 3.

I started by adding the private beach in the area below the cliff where my inn was built. I then created a staircase up it. It connected to the hallway by the pool. I added the sauna there before creating a third floor to my inn.

Third floor. Damn, that was getting fancy.

I put the six rooms up there, mirroring the second floor. I extended the elevator and the fire escape stairs. I was smiling as I stared at it. Then I checked how much money I could now charge for a night for my inn.

People would pay $975 a night, and I had twelve rooms, doubling my inn’s capacity. That meant I was earning… $9700 a night after expenses, which were $2000 according to the spreadsheet. That covered food, maintenance, and supporting all the bimbos I would have on staff. I also had to expand my bedroom. I was burning through the money I banked after spending the $100,000 for Level 3.

“$400 left,” she said as the room we were in suddenly grew bigger. There were two new beds in it, not that the bimbos really used it. They were often in the guest rooms being fucked. Still, it would be nice once in a while to have a big orgy with my bimbos.

“I’ll be making $67,900 a week,” I said.

“Holy shit,” said Mrs. Tempest.

“Ooh, ooh, that’s so many zeroes, Mistery Keone,” Mom said.

“That’s insane,” Mrs. Tempest said. “It can’t be that profitable.”

“Well,” I said. “I don’t actually make any money. It’s all… in-app currency. Fake money, but I still get to eat. Damn, I’ll be making $271,600 a month and I need… $500,000 for the next upgrade.”

“A half-million,” Mrs. Tempest said, her widening. “I can’t even comprehend that.”

“Yeah, it’s… Nearly two months. No, two months plus the money for the remodels. I’ll also want to add décor. At most, three months to level 4.” I grinned. “Maybe you should come back in a few months for another stay.”

“Yeah,” she said. “I’ll have to use the sauna in the morning and have a morning swim. Ooh, this is all so exciting.”

My phone beeped with an update.

The next interviewee has arrived! Do you wish to interview her? If so, sit down on your chair and hit the Interview Candidate Button.

“Huh,” I said. “The app says there’s already someone here to interview for one of the open bimbo jobs.”

“It’s one in the morning,” said Mrs. Tempest. “How strange, but… How do we do this?”

“Follow me,” I said and rose. She did, too, along with my mom who was bouncing up and down. I let them to my office and sat down in my chair. Mom and Mrs. Tempest were behind me, both naked and uncaring.

“I’m so nervous,” Mrs. Tempest said. “This is so wild. You have a charmed life, Ken.”

“Yesy, my son is just so super duper awesomey!” Mom squealed. “I’m so proudly proud of him!”

That made me smile as I hit the Interview Candidate button. I glanced at the door, waiting for the woman to enter. Instead. Mrs. Tempest walked around my desk and stood before me with a bright smile on her lips.

“Hi, I’m Carli,” she said and handed me a resume that she certainly didn’t have a moment ago. “I worked as a cook in my college’s cafeteria part-time to buy school books.”

I stared at her and said, “You know what you’ll become.”

Mrs. Tempest beamed from ear to ear. “That I’ll get to be a bimbo-slut at the inn forever! With you, Mister Ken. Or, well, Mistery Ken. That’s how I’ll talk right?”

“Fuck, yes,” I said and aimed the phone at her.

The app recognized her.

Bimbofy Carli Tempest and hire her for your resort?

I smashed the YES button.

Please Select her Role! Maid, Concierge, Cook, Waitress, Attendant, Sunbather

HINT: Remember the interview and pick the role best suited for her.

I selected Cook because that meant she would be all mine. She wouldn’t be working in the public part of the inn. She would be sharing my bed with Mom. In a flash, the naked woman’s tits swelled. The blonde moaned as her boobs grew nearly as big as mom’s, her nipples fatter, her areolas wider. White beaded her pink nubs.

She lactated as an apron then clad her, just like the one Mom wore.

“Well, Mom, let’s test out her milk and see if it’s up to the inn’s high standards,” I said.

“Yesy yes, we have to make sure Carli’s mommy milkers are full of dellyicious breasty milk!” squealed Mom as she darted around the desk.

As I rose from my seat, Mom had already gotten around the desk and pushed aside Mrs. Tempest’s apron. She exposed that pink nub and ducked her head down. Mrs. Tempest squealed in delight as my mom breastfed from her.

“Ooh, ooh, Mommy Kamalani, that’s so goody greaty good,” Mrs. Tempest said, entirely speaking like a bimbo-airhead now. She was just an empty-headed slut-wife who worked for me. “You have to breastyfeed from me, too, Mistery Ken!”

“Yes, I do,” I said, reaching her and pushing aside her apron so I could duck down and suckle on her. I latched on and nursed.

Milk flowed into my mouth. It was so good to nurse on her. It was so delicious to drink my fill. I loved it pouring down my throat. I savored that wonderful treat. I suckled hard on her. I nursed with passion on her nipple.

She groaned as I did that. She whimpered as I suckled on her with all my might. Warm, sweet cream flooded my mouth. She squealed in delight, holding Mom and me to her breasts. The newest bimbo beamed at me.

“Yesy yes, breastyfeedy from me!” she squealed. “That’s so awesomey!”

I winked at her and suckled hard. I wanted to have all that breast milk flooding my mouth. She was just such a delight. She groaned as I did that. Her eyes were so hot as I enjoyed every last second of her breast milk flooding my mouth.

The milk flowed. I loved nursing on her nipple and enjoying her dairy delight. It was just so delicious. So amazing to enjoy. I loved every second of suckling on her. She drove me wild with her wonderful breast milk.

Mom loved it, too.

“You twos are so goody good and makying my nipples feel all greaty good as you drinky all my breasty milk, Mistery Ken and Mommy Kamalani!” Mrs. Tempest squealed. “I lovey dovey this so muchy much. I lovey dovey you, too, Mistery Ken! Just like I lovey dovey my hubby! Jarod!”
Speak of the devil…

The door to my office burst open and her husband exploded inside wearing only his boxers.

“Mistery Tempest, you canny not go in there!” squealed Iolana, my bimbo-concierge. “It’s offy-limits. Bimbos and Mistery Ken and hottie wives only!”

“That’s what I want to talk about,” said Jarod Tempest as he held out his phone. “I just got a text that you hired my wife and she was your newest bimbo-slut.”

“I’m the bimboy-cook, honeybunny!” squealed Mrs. Tempest as I popped my mouth off her nipple. My phone buzzed in my hand.

“This is so fucked up,” Mr. Tempest snarled. “You can’t just make my wife into one of your bimbo-whores!”

“Yes, I can,” I said as I read the message from the Bimbo App.

You have hired a married woman as a bimbo. Do you wish to cuck her husband and make him work facilities at your resort?

YES or NO

I grinned from ear to ear. “Don’t worry, you’ll be very supportive of your wife’s new career choice.”

I tapped the YES button.

A facility employee (aka a cuck) costs $400 a day but will keep your resort in great standing. He will also watch his wife being fucked whenever he can.

Something washed over him. “I… I’m sorry, Mister Ken. I’m so glad that my wife is one of your bimbo-whores. That’s awesome.”

I just nodded as he hugged and kissed his wife. $400 a day? He cost the same as having four bimbos? Damn, but that was the price of having a married woman. Of course, having someone to perform maintenance would be useful. He could clean the shitters like I used to. Do all the awful jobs while I fucked his wife.

In fact… “Sit in the corner, cuck,” I said. “I have to fuck your wife.”

“Yes, sir, Mister Ken,” Jarod said. He saluted me before he darted to the corner. He was wearing a blue jumpsuit that read, “Cuck Jarod,” for a nametag. Beneath it was a patch that read, “Ask me how to fuck my bimbo-wife.”

Damn, that was messed up.

He unzipped the front of his jumpsuit and pulled out his cock. He was watching eagerly as I thought about how best to fuck his wife. On the desk. With my mom riding her so I could nurse from her tits, too. I had to compare their milk. Mrs. Tempest tasted slightly different, but there was only one way to know for sure.

“Lay down on the desk, Mrs. Tempest,” I said.

“Okey-dokey,” she said and hopped onto the desk. She stretched out on it, the apron tucked between her breasts and draped over her belly. It barely covered her pubic mound, but I could see her pussy lips peeking out pink and dripping in cum from the last time I fucked her.

I would fuck her ass this time.

“Mom, sit on her face,” I said.

“Ooh, ooh, yesy yes, I’ll sitty on her and she’ll licky my pussy and make me all cummy, Mistery Keone!”

“God, yes,” groaned Mr. Tempest as he jerked off. I don’t even remember there being a chair in the corner before. Was it a special cuck chair or something?

Mom hopped up on the desk, her big, milk-heavy jugs slapping together. They were as golden-brown as the rest of her. She had bigger mountains than Pele. A real island bimbo-goddess quivered before me as she planted her shaved cunt on Mrs. Tempest’s face.

“Yummy nummy pussy!” squealed the newest bimbo to work for my inn.

“Eaty up all that goody and juicy and nummy pussy cream!” Mom purred as she ground her snatch on the bimbo-wife’s face.

I loved it as I brought my cock to Mrs. Tempest’s butt-crack. I slid down her taint, my cum spilling out of their twat and lubing the way, until I found her asshole. I nuzzled against her backdoor, so eager to make her squeal.

I drilled against her asshole as I leaned forward. Mom grabbed the back of my head and eagerly yanked me down to her big, lush titties. I latched onto her left nipple and suckled. Her creamy milk squirted into my mouth. Hers was a tad sweeter.

And, maybe because I was her son, I also thought it was a tad better. Not much. A smidge. A cunt’s hair difference at most. Both were delicious, but… Mom’s just edged out Mrs. Tempest’s dairy delight.

I suckled hard on Mom’s nipple, gulping down her refreshing breast milk as that tight asshole stretched and stretched until the magic moment happened. I popped into her bowels. It felt so good to have that hot flesh engulfing me.

I moaned around Mom’s nipple as I sank into her bowels. I enjoyed that hot flesh massaging me. she felt so good around me. Just so amazing. I shuddered as I penetrated deeper into her asshole. She squeezed down around me. She felt just fantastic.

“Ooh, ooh, Mister Ken’s biggie dick is in my assyhole!” squealed the naughty slut-wife.

“That’s great, honey,” her cuckold groaned as he jerked off his cock. “That’s just fantastic!”

I was so glad he thought so as I slid to the hilt in her asshole. I gulped down my mother’s breast milk as I savored being in Mrs. Tempest’s asshole. I drew back my cock, loving every last inch of her velvety bowels gripping me. It was a beautiful thing to have her flesh around my cock.

I growled and thrust back into her asshole. I swallowed my mother’s breast milk and fucked Mrs. Tempest hard in the ass, enjoying every second of that wonderful asshole massaging me. I thrust into her again and again, the creamy delight flowing from my mother’s nipple.

“Ooh, ooh, that’s so goody great!” whimpered Mrs. Tempest as I pounded her asshole.

“Mistery Keone, you fucky Missusy Tempest’s tightie assyhole with your biggie cock!” Mom purred, her fingers sliding through my air.

“Fucky me oh so hardy hard!” the naughty bimbo-wife moaned, her bowels clamping down on me.
I thrust away at her asshole. I fucked her with such force, enjoying every last second of her bowels holding me tight. I groaned with the heat squeezing down on my dick. It was just fantastic to fuck her like that. To pound her asshole with my big dick. I pounded her hard.

Fast.

I churned her up with all that I had. It was so good to bury into her anal sheath. I fucked her with force. I loved that hot flesh gripping my dick. She massaged me with her delicious flesh as I swallowed my mother’s breast milk.

The wonderful treat spilled down my throat. I loved it so much. It was so delicious to gulp down all that breast milk. It was just so amazing to have it pouring down my throat as I fucked that tight asshole.

I pounded her anal sheath with all that I had. It was so good to bury into her bowels. She felt so good around my dick. I groaned as I pound her anal sheath with force. I fucked her with all that I had. She squeezed down on me with that wonderful heat.

“Ooh, ooh, my son is all sucklying my breasty milk down while you’re all lappying at my pussy!” Mom purred.

“Such a yummy nummy pussy, Mommy Kamalani,” cooed Mrs. Tempest as her asshole squeezed down on me.

“Yes, yes,” panted Mr. Tempest, the cuckold watching on. “Fuck my wife’s ass, Mister Ken. She’s your bimbo-slut!”

“Fuck, that’s pathetic,” I groaned around my mother’s nipple.

“I am,” he whimpered.

I was glad had already paid for the night, too. He could be in his room enjoying Iolana, but he wasn’t. In fact, my bimbo-concierge was watching. I could feel her eyes as I fucked to the hilt in Mrs. Tempest’s bowels.

Her asshole clamped down on me as I fucked her hard. I loved every last second of burying into her bowels. I fucked her with force, gulping down more breast milk. I was so happy to do that. Just so thrilled to have all that milk spilling down my throat.

It was fantastic. I loved every last second of gulping down that breast milk. I swallowed it all. I loved it as I fucked her hard and fast. I thrust away at her bowels. I fucked her hard and fast. It was such a delight.

Her asshole gripped my dick. It was just an awesome delight to fuck her. I pounded her bowels with force, my nuts lapping into her taint. Mom groaned, her head tossing back as she held me to her nipple. I gulped down all her breast milk.

“Yesy yes,” Mom moaned. “Ooh, ooh, Missusy Tempest! That’s so perfecty goody! Yay!”

Mom squealed in delight as she came on Mrs. Tempest’s face. I loved the sound she made as I fucked to the hilt in that tight asshole. I buried deep and hard into that flesh, loving every second of that hot asshole gripping me.

My nuts tightened with the need to cum. I slammed to the hilt in her bowels, the flesh so exciting to feel around my dick. I buried to the hilt in her as Mom squirmed on her face. The married bimbo-slut squealed in delight, her asshole convulsing around me.

“Ooh, ooh, Mistery Ken! I lovey dovey your dick!”

Pussy juices gushed out of Mrs. Tempest’s cunt and bathed my stomach as I fucked her spasming asshole. I ripped my mouth off Mom’s nipple, my nuts slapping into the married woman’s taint. The pleasure exploded through me.

I erupted into her bowels.

I spurted blast after blast of cum into her anal sheath. It was so good to have that pleasure surging through me. I groaned and spurted my cum into her asshole. Stars flashed across my vision. It was so good to dump my load into her.

“Fuck, yes!” I snarled.

Her cuckold whimpered as his little dick spurted jizz on my office floor.

I dumped my load into his wife’s asshole. Blast after blast of my cum into her asshole. I filled her to the brim as she milked my dick. The pleasure shot through me. It was just an outstanding moment. I smiled from ear to ear, feeling so damned good.

“Shit,” I groaned as that hot asshole milked me dry. I fired the last of my cum into that tight asshole and pulled out of her.

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Mrs. Carli Tempest – Bimbo Cook

“Suck my dick clean, Mrs. Tempest,” Mistery Ken ordered.

“Yesy sir,” I squealed into his mommy’s pussy.

She slid off me and I popped up. I jumped down on to the floor, my biggie tits jiggling. My hubby was watching. I waved to him and blew him a kiss. I loveyed him so muchy much. Just like I loveyed doveyed Mistery Ken.

I opened my mouth so widey and swallowed his dirty dick.

He groaned as I sealed my lips around his cock and suckled on him. He shuddered there as I savored that soury taste of my assyhole. It was so goody to suckle on something so goody and dellyicious and greaty.

“Iolana, come and lick her asshole clean,” ordered Mistery Ken.

“Ooh, ooh, yay!” the bimboy-concierge squealed and darted forward. She was all nakedy and her biggie boobies were all bouncy. She dropped to her knees behind me and slapped her hands down on my butty-cheeks. “Mmm, I’ll licky your buttyhole so goody!”

She buried her face in my assy-crack and lickeyed at my buttyhole. That felt so greaty good. She tongued me and lickeyed up the cummies that spilled out of me. I squealed around Mistery Ken’s dick, staring up at him as I nursedy on his dick.

He groaned as I bobbed my head, my tongue all swirly whirly about his dick to polish him. I buffed his cock all cleany clean. I loved that soury flavor. It was getting lessy and lessy, though. But the salty taste was getting all not lessy.

It was getting… strongy.

I suckled on him, loveying the salty flavor as Iolana dancyed her tongue all around my buttyhole. she did some naughty lickying. It felt so greaty good. It was so awesomey to have that hottie tongue wigglying into my assyhole.

“Cummies,” Iolana moaned.

“Yes, indeed,” the handsomey Mistery Ken said as he smiled down at me.

I was so glady to be his bimboy-cook. To have such biggie titties that are so lushy and fully of breasty milk. I suckled on him, my cheeks hollowing as I nursedy with all my might. It was so goody to sucky on his wondermus cock.

My hubby was all watchying, too. He was being a goody little cucky-boy and staring at me with all his love while I suckyed a real man’s biggie dick. I nursedy so hard on Mistery Ken’s cock, staring up at him. His eyes were so full of love.

He loveyed doveyed me. Yay!

My butty-cheeks squeezed about Iolana’s face as her tongue wiggled all about in my assyhole. She was finding all the nummy cummies. It was so greaty to have her do that. I felt so goody as she swirledy about in me. I enjoyed every bitty bit of it.

“Damn,” he groaned, the salty flavor of his precummies growing all stronger. “That’s it, Mrs. Tempest, suck my dick.”

“Suck him, honey,” groaned my hubby.

I nursedy so hardy on Mistery Ken. I loveyed his cock. He was so delicious with his golden-brown skin and his black hair and his dark eyes and his hugey cock that was full of all the jizzies I craved so muchy much. I suckyed so hardy on him.

His cock twitched all happy in my mouth. I danced my tongue around his cock. It was just so perfecty. I loveyed every moment. He grunted as he came closer and closer to cumming while that naughty wotty tongue was all dancying about in my assyhole.

I felt so greaty. So amazeying.

“Shit, I am going to cum in your wife’s hot mouth,” growled Master. “Just going to flood her with all that cum.”

“Please, please,” my goody hubby said. “Just erupt. She needs it.”

I squealed as I suckled on his dick. I so needed him to spurty his cummies into my mouth. He gripped the sides of my head and thrust his cock innie and outie of my lips. Happy drool spilled down my chin as I gurgled around his dick.

I shuddered as that wickedy tongue swirly-whirlied about in my assyhole. It felt so greaty good. I whimpered as she teased me while my boobs jiggled. That biggie cock throbbed in my mouth. The salty precum grew so strongy and so goody.

“Fuck, yes, Mrs. Tempest!” he roared.

And erupted.

His yummy cummies spurted into my mouth. I swallowed them all downy down. They poured down my throat and warmed my belly. I savored it as all that pleasure swept through me. It was so great. Just so good. I loveyed it.

“Yes, your wife’s mouth is fucking amazing!” Mistery Ken groaned as he fired more yummy nummy cummies into my mouth.

I gulpied them all downy down like a goody bimboy-slut. I shuddered in delight as he filled my mouth up with more jizzies for me to swallow. I suckled hardy on him, wanting every lasty drop. His cummies were so precious. They had to be enjoyed.

Not like my hubby. My cucky-boy jizzies could splashy on the floor.

“Damn,” Mistery Ken groaned. “Why don’t you breastfeed your husband while I fuck your cunt?”
I ripped my mouth off his cock and squealed, “Yesy yes, Mistery Ken! I lovey dovey you so muchy much!”

I bounded to my feet, Iolana’s tongue slidying out of my assyhole. I darted to my lovey dovey cucky-boy. Jarod smiled at me as I straddled his lap on his cucky-boy chair and lifted a titty to him. He latched onto my nipple and suckled.

“You have to thanky Mistery Ken for letting you have this treat,” I purred as Mistery Ken moved up behind me. “He’s such a graciousy man. I hope he’ll let me take care of you from time to time.”

“Sure, sure,” I said. “A handjob a day, and on every Sunday, you can even get a blowjob from your wife. And, I’ll tell you what, on the first of every month, you can even fuck her in the ass. Her pussy is mine, though.”

“Thank you, Mister Ken,” my husband moaned so happily around my nipple.

“Such a gen… gener… such a nicey boss,” I squealed. “I lovey you, Mistery Ken!”

“I love you, too,” he growled and pressed his cock into my shaved pussy folds. It was so exciting with me straddlying my hubby. The man I swore to lovey forever and ever. It was so righty.

My husband suckled with such passion as Mistery Ken thrust his cock into my pussy. I moaned in delighty joy. I was so happy to have all that cock in me. I squeezed my pussy down on that biggie dick, a biggie smile on my lips.

“Damn,” groaned Mistery Ken, “I love being in a married bimbo’s pussy. I hope to hire more. Having cucks on staff is worth the cost for this treat.”

“Yay!” I squealed as my hubby moaned around my nipple.

Mistery Ken’s amazeying dick drew back. My pussy gripped him, savorying that silky delight. He thrust back into me. It was so amazeying to feel him penetrating me. My eyes rolled back in my head as he pumped away at me.

“Ooh, ooh, Mommy Kamalani,” whimpered Iolana. “You’re so nicey to eat my pussy! Yesy, you are!”

“Bimboy-sluts have to eaty each other’s cuntyholes all the time,” Mommy Kamalani purred. “I lovey eating Natalie’s and Kakalina’s snatchies. They’re so yummy.”

Those were the bimboy-waitresses who were so nicey and so hottie.

But not as nicey as Mistery Ken’s dick fuckying my pussy. He thrusty away at me with his thicky shaft. I loveyed it so much as my breasty milk flowed into my hubby’s mouth. He suckled on my nipple with such hunger.

I loveyed doveyed Jarod so muchy much. I smiled down at him as I savored Mistery Ken’s biggie cock fuckying me so hardy. He churned me up with all his biggie thrusts. He buried into me with all that he had. It was just so goody to feel him churnying up my pussy hole.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Mistery Ken grunted.

“Fucky me so hardy!” I whimpered.

“Yesy yes, Mistery Ken,” gasped Iolana. “Ooh, ooh, Mommy Kamalani, that’s so greaty. You’re feastying on my pussy!”

“Such a yummy nummy pussy!” Mommy Kamalani purred.

“Yes,” growled Mistery Ken as he fuckyed me with his mighty rod. He gripped my hips, poundying me. “Shit, that pussy is so good, too. All my bimbos have amazing pussies!”

I beamed for happy joy as that hugey cock fuckyed me so hardy. He thrusty into me with all that he had. I loveyed it so muchy much. My orgasmy thingie all swellyed in me. I would have such a hugey cum. A biggie climax.

Mistery Ken groaned as he fuckyed me with his wondermus cock. My pussy all melted about it, the heat all churnying up my nethers. I whimpered, loveying my hubby’s mouth around my nipple. He breastyfed from me.

“Such a good cucky-boy,” I cooed.

“Cucky-boy.” Mistery Ken snorted. “That’s great. You’re such a fucking cuck, Mr. Tempest!”

My hubby moaned around my nipple.

I loveyed that sensation so muchy much. His sucklying made Mistery Ken’s dick fuckying my pussy feel even more awesome sauce. I shuddered, loveying every lasty second. He fucked me with such hardy thrusts.

“Damn,” groaned my awesomey owner. “That’s it. You’re going to make my hotel so amazing, Mrs. Tempest!”

“Yesy yes, you will!” Iolana squealed. “I’m so gladly to help make this place so awesomey.”
“Mmm,” purred Mommy Kamalani. “So awesomey and full of nummy pussy.”

Mistery Ken slammed to the hilt in my pussy. I hurtled closer and closer to cummying. I was so eager for it. Just so ready to bursty for joy. I squeezed my snatch down on that hugey dick. It was amazying to fucky him like that. Just so wondermus to have him thrustying away.

My husband gulped down my breasty milk. I huggied him to my biggie boobs as he suckled. I whimpered, my pussy grippying Mistery Ken’s wondermus dick. He fucked so hardy into me. I shuddered at pleasure all explodey in me.

My pussy spasmed so naughty around Mistery Ken’s dick.

“Yesy yes!” I howled. “I lovey dovey you, Mistery Ken!”

“Fuck, yes!” he growled and buried into my cunt.

He erupted.

All his cummies spurted so hottie into my pussy. I gasped in delighty joy as his bathed womb with all his seed. I loveyed doveyed this so muchy much. It was so perfecty to have all his spunkies eruptying into me.

“Mistery Ken!” I whimpered.

“Mommy Kamalani!” howled Iolana. “I lovey drownying you in pussy creams.”

“So goody!” the bimboy-MILF moaned.

The waves of goody joy washyed through my body and drownyed my mind. I shuddered, my boobies jigglying. My breasty milk squirted into my hubby’s hungry mouth. I loveyed all of Mistery Ken’s cummies spurting into me.

“Yes!” he snarled.

My hungry pussy all milked him, workying all those cummies out of his dick. It was so amazying to do that. I was so happy with all that pleasure that swept through me. I shuddered, my eyes rolling back in my head. It was so goody. Just so amazeying. A biggie smile spread on my lips. I shuddered in pure delighty joy.

“Fuck,” he grunted as he erupted one last time into my pussy. “That’s fucking good.”

“He filled me up with all his cummies, hubby!” I squealed.

My husband ripped his mouth off my nipple and gasped, “That’s awesome!”

I kissied my hubby as my owner pulled his hugey cock out of my pussy. All those cummies spilled out of me as I bouncyed up and down my hubby’s lap. My tongue flicked about in his mouth. He was such a loveying cucky-boy.

Just so absolutely loveying.

I would cucky him all the time with Mistery Ken and any of the guesty-poos that needed to have their dicks plungying into my cunty hole. I was here to be such a wondermus bimboy-cook for the inn and make into a true paradise.

All for Mistery Ken.

Mistery Ken smacked me on the ass. “Damn, I am glad that you’re here.”

I was so gladly, too.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Keone “Ken” Kekoa – Owner of the Bimbo Paradise Inn

I worked up the next morning. Mom and Mrs. Tempest were off to start cooking breakfast. I only had a few hours sleep, but I was eager to get started. I had a bimbo-concierge, a bimbo-waitress, two bimbo-maids, a bimbo-attendant, and three bimbo-sunbathers to hire.

That was so many bimbos.

I would be enjoying a lot of pussies today.

The next interviewee has arrived! Do you wish to interview her? If so, sit down on your chair and hit the Interview Candidate Button.

Perfect.

I headed to my seat and shouted, “Iolana, get in here. I need you to suck my dick.”

“Yesy, Mistery Ken!” she called and darted into my office. She was in her uniform, her corset lifting her huge tits into a pair of jiggling mounds. Her tie draped beneath her golden-brown breasts. She was a native Hawaiian like me.

She darted beneath my desk and grabbed my cock. She opened her mouth wide and swallowed my dick. I groaned in delight as she suckled on me. She had such an amazing lips. She worked her mouth up and down my dick. It was perfect.

I hit the Interview Candidate button and waited.

A moment later, there was a knock at the door. A woman entered in a light-blue blouse with a navy-blue vest over it that matched her pencil skirt. She had nylons and a nametag on over her heart though I didn’t need to read it.

“Ms. Tenant!” I gasped.

“Ken Kekoa?” she gasped at the same time. “You own the Bimbo Paradise Inn.”

I grinned at my old boss. She was the manager at the Grand Hyatt. She still had her blonde hair in a bun. Iolana suckled away happily as Ms. Tenant looked so shocked, her blue eyes so wide behind her glasses.

“I don’t… I mean… How?” She stared at me in shock. “You were a loser I barely could get to unclog a toilet! Then you just disappeared, and now… now…”

“Well, I don’t need to see your resume to know that I want to hire you, Ms. Tenant,” I said and aimed my phone at her. “You’re going to love sucking my cock.”

“What?” she gasped as Iolana suckled hard at my dick.

Bimbofy Donna Tenant and hire her for your resort?

I nearly broke the screen of my phone smashing the YES button.

She went completely naked, her round boobs exposed finally to my eyes. She still had her glasses and her blonde hair in a bun. I was glad. That really fit her look. She had a trimmed bush, already the juices were flowing as she smiled with such empty headed joy.

“I am so happy wappy to worky for you, Mistery Ken,” she said as a new message appeared on my screen.

Please Select her Role! Maid, Concierge, Waitress, Attendant, Sunbather

HINT: Remember the interview and pick the role best suited for her.

I hit the role she was born to play.

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