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Father Thomas Spencer

I shuddered at the feel of my wife’s asshole around my cock as she sat on my lap. She was my bimbo-nun now. I had… succumbed to temptation. I had given in and submitted myself to the authority of the Bimbo App and the priest from the church across the street.

The church with rumors of orgies. Of nuns that would please a man who confessed his sins.

“It’s dialying!” my wife squealed. Lily was now Sister Lily Abigail, a bimbo-nun that gripped my cock with her hot pussy. She was holding the phone as she called Daisy, a fourteen-year-old member of my congregation that I had impure thoughts about.

Now I could have her.

Enjoy her.

It was shameful, but I couldn’t stop myself. I had embraced this for the prospect of enjoying the women of my congregation in whom I had lusted in the past. I had fought against those desires, and now I could indulge in them.

Turn them into airheads like Bishop Mallory had done with my wife. He had used her, fucked her, turned her into a bimbo-whore. Then he had sent her back to me dripping in his cum. I shuddered as she bounced on me.

“It’s all ringy and ringy,” cooed my wife.

I snatched the phone from her. The girl would know something was wrong if she talked to my bimbofied wife. Lily just didn’t speak the same way any longer. All the intelligence was gone. Just this horny, innocent lust was left in her eyes.

A strange combination, but that was what it was like. She didn’t have concepts of shame or self-control. She was too open now, her exposed boobs jiggling as she squirmed on my dick. I was still hard despite cumming in her velvety asshole.

She felt incredible around my dick.

The phone picked up. “Er, yes?”

The caller ID would have shown her it was her church calling. “Hey, Daisy,” I said. “I was just thinking we should talk.”

“Oh, Reverend Spencer,” she said.

I stared down at the black shirt I now wore with black pants. I even felt that starched priest collar about my throat. My clothes had changed from the T-shirt and jeans I had been wearing when my wife burst in.

“What do we need to talk about?” Daisy asked, the girl sounding so concerned. I pictured her black hair and green eyes. How adorable she looked in her dresses. So innocent with her small breasts. An underage delight for me to feast upon.

A fourteen-year-old tart to devour.

“Just an opportunity at the church for you to serve,” I said. As a bimbo-nun. I left that out. “How does that sound?”

“Oh, of course, Reverend,” she said. She was a good girl who was interested in serving. “I’ll come right on down.”

“The side door is unlocked,” I told her. “I’m back in my office waiting with my wife.” That should make the girl feel more at ease.

“Oh, okay,” she said. “I’ll be there soon.”

“Good,” I said and hung up.

“Is she comeying to cummying on your biggie dick, Fathery Hubby?” asked my wife. That was what she called me.

“Yes,” I groaned, savoring that hot cunt around my dick.

“Yay!” my wife squealed and bounded on me. “Ooh, ooh, let me sucky your dickie and swallow all your cummies! How does that soundy?”

“Great,” I panted.

She slid her asshole off me with a bright smile. She dropped to her knees before me, her white wimple wrapped around her beautiful face. Her blue eyes sparkled as she grabbed my cock. She stroked up and down me and licked her lips.

“Fathery Hubby’s yummy nummy cock,” my bimbo-wife moaned before she swallowed my dirty dick, her black veil swaying.

“Shit,” I groaned as Sister Lily Abigail polished clean my cock. My nun-wife blew me with passion as she suckled on me fresh from her asshole. “That’s good. Shit!”

She moaned around my dick, her tongue swirling about my dirty dick as she buffed me clean. She made me feel incredible. It was an amazing moment to have her working that hot mouth up and down my cock. She suckled on me with passion. It was wonderful to have her blowing me.

It was incredible. Our sex life had been so vanilla, but I hadn’t realized what I was missing out on. Now, I was experiencing the way her hot lips slid up and down my cock as I waited for the fourteen-year-old virgin to arrive.

I was such a dirty man. I shuddered as she suckled on me with all that she had. It was a beautiful thing to have her working her mouth up and down me. My dick twitched in her mouth as she sucked me clean. She swirled her tongue around my dick.

I groaned, enjoying every inch of her mouth blowing me.

“Shit, honey,” I groaned. “You’re my sexy nun-wife!”

She squealed around my cock, sucking hard on me.

“That’s right,” I groaned. “Fuck, Sister Lily Abigail. Suck my dick. You’re doing such a good job. Such a delicious bimbo-wife.”

My nun-wife moaned around my cock as she suckled harder on me, polishing my pole. She worked her mouth up and down my dick. She flicked her tongue around me. It was so amazing to feel her doing that. I loved the way she blew me. I shuddered, savoring the force of her suckling.

It was a wonderful moment to have her doing that. I rose toward my climax. I enjoyed every second of her sucking on me. She blew me with all that she had. My dick throbbed in her mouth. I wanted to cum in her.

I wanted to erupt into her mouth.

She suckled hard on me. She blew me with passion. I loved how she swirled her tongue around my dick. My cock throbbed in her mouth as she nursed on me. I slid my fingers through her hair as she moaned around my rod.

“I’m going to cum!” I groaned, the pressure growing at the tip of my cock. “Shit, that’s so amazing. You’re going to make me explode!”

My wife squealed.

Her tongue danced around my cock. I shuddered as I was about to erupt. I hurtled closer and closer to cumming. The sucking and slurping echoed through my office. I groaned, my back arching. My chair creaked as I loved my wife.

Her cheeks hollowed with her passion. She loved me with that hot mouth. She knew what she was doing to me. It was fabulous to have her suckling on me with force. With all that passion. I hurtled toward that moment when I would cum.

I hit the point of no return.

“Honey!” I roared.

I erupted into my bimbo-wife’s mouth.

Sister Lily Abigail gulped down my spunk as I flooded her mouth. The pleasure slammed through me. I grunted with each eruption. Rapture crashed into my mind. It was so incredible to flood my wife’s spunk.

“Shit, shit, shit!” I groaned.

She swallowed it all down. She gulped down my cum. The heady rush of this moment shot through me. I groaned, enjoying this passion. I loved every last second of this passion sweeping through my body.

“Damn,” I groaned as I erupted one last time into her mouth. “Damn, that was so—”

Two soft raps knocked at my door. “Reverend Spencer?”

“Come in,” I said, so happy that Daisy was here. I grabbed my phone as my wife kept sucking on my dick.

The door opened and Daisy appeared. She wore a pink blouse that was sleeveless and a pair of shorts that reached nearly to her knees. Her black hair flowed behind her while her green eyes blinked. She stepped in.

“Er…” She stared at me as my bimbo-wife kept sucking at my cock. “You’re dressed strange, Reverend.”

My wife ripped her mouth up and bounded to her feet. “Because my hubby is now Fathery Hubby! He’s a Cathylicky priest! Yay!”

Daisy froze in shock at my wife’s naked breasts bouncing. The girl’s cheeks paled. She was about to bolt like a frightened rabbit. I aimed my phone at her and the prompt appeared beside her as the App detected her.

Turn the Virgin Daisy Harper into a Bimbo Oral Nun?

YES or NO appeared beneath the prompt.

“What is going on!” Daisy gasped, baking up. “Why is her… and… this…”

I tapped the screen, hitting the YES button.

Nothing happened.

The girl took a step back. “This is so wrong. Were you trying to… to… molest me?”

I glanced at the screen. It hadn’t registered my button press. The girl spun around and darted out of the room. I cursed and hit the screen a second time. A third time. Fucking touchscreen phones. I was so bad at it.

A fourth time.

But she was already gone. I couldn’t see her any longer. It hadn’t worked. She was going to spill the beans. I groaned, my cock throbbing. My wife bounced in place, not understanding what was happening.

Then Daisy burst back into the room dressed as a cute nun, her small titties completely exposed. She looked so adorable as she stopped before me. So adorable and so sexy with her face wrapped up in the white wimple, the black veil draped over her.

“Fathery Spencer!” Sister Daisy Carol squealed. I knew her new name. “Ooh, ooh, I’m your bimboy-nun!”

“Yay!” my nun-wife squealed and darted around my desk. She reached the girl and hugged her. They both kissed, their lips melting together. They kissed with passion. They groaned, rubbing together. I stared in shock at them, my dick so hard.

They were making out. I watched them as I rose to my feet, my cock thrusting out before me. I was so hard as their lips worked together, their tongues dancing. Their breasts rubbed together. Those small, innocent tits pressed into my wife’s round boobs.

“Yes,” I groaned as I ripped off the priest’s collar. I unbuttoned the black shirt. I stared with lust at them. I wanted them so badly. I just had to fuck them both. I tore off my shirt. “I have to pop your cherry, Sister Daisy Carol.”

She broke the kiss with my wife and squealed, “Yesy yes, Fathery Spencer! You havey!”

“Yeppy yep,” my nun-wife cooed. “Ooh, ooh, I wanny to eaty her out, but maybe you shouldy do that.”

“Yes,” I groaned. “She can… eat your pussy out while I do that.” My mind was bursting with all these perverted ideas. I had no clue where they came from, but I was eager to enjoy them.

“Ooh, yesy yes, you can licky my pussy cleany of all Fathery Hubby’s cummies,” my wife squealed.

I never would have thought of that before. It would have disgusted me, but now…

“Lay on my desk, Sister Daisy Carol,” I said, pushing files and my bible off the side. “With your rump on the edge. I’ll eat your cherry pussy out while my bimbo-wife sits on your face.”

“I would lovey dovey to licky Sistery Lily Abigail’s sloppy snatchy all cleany of your cummies, Fathery Spencer,” moaned Sister Daisy Carol in the same bimbofied way.

She laid down on my desk just the way I wanted. I groaned as my wife scrambled up onto her, straddling her face. Boobs quivering, Sister Lily Abigail planted her thick, blonde, cum-matted bush on the virgin bimbo-nun’s face.

Sister Daisy Carol squealed in delight and tongued her. She licked at that twat, gathering up the cum spilling out of her pussy. I groaned at the sight. This was so wild. I loved every second of watching her feasting.

“Ooh, ooh, that’s so goody and greaty and goody!” whimpered my wife. “Eaty all the cummies out of my snatchy snatch!”

“Yay!” squealed Sister Daisy Carol as I dropped to my knees.

I gripped her thighs and pushed them apart. I leaned forward and nuzzled into her blonde bush. Her curls rubbed against my face. I loved the feel of them on me. I licked at her. I tongued her with all that I had. It was so good to do that.

She whimpered as I did. I stroked my tongue up and down her cuntlips. I lapped at her with all that I had. She moaned, squeezing her thighs around the sides of my head. She held me against her pussy. I licked at her folds, parting her petals.

I stroked over her hymen.

My dick lurched. Her virginity.

“Such a pure bimbo-nun,” I groaned.

I licked at her pink petals, brushing her little nub. Her clit. I knew that was her clit. I lapped at it. She gasped, squeezing her thighs around my head. She held me to her twat. I stroked my tongue around her wonderful bud.

I suckled on her. She whimpered again as I did that. She held me to her twat. I licked at her with all that I had. It was so much fun to tongue her like this. I stroked my tongue through her hot folds. I tongued up to her bud.

I nibbled on it.

“Fathery Spencer,” she whimpered into my bimbo-wife’s snatch.

“Ooh, ooh, licky her, Fathery Hubby,” moaned Sister Lily Abigail. Her round titties jiggled. “She’s being all goody and lickying me. She’s lappying out all your tasty cummies!”

“So tasty,” the girl purred.

“Yes,” I growled and suckled on her clit.

She squealed again, her thighs squeezing around my head. She held me to her pussy as I licked at her. I tongued her twat with passion, enjoying the way she held me to her cunt. I stroked my tongue across her flesh.

She whimpered as I did that. She humped against me, making me feel so good. I suckled on her clit with passion. She moaned louder. I nibbled on her bud, loving the way she gasped out in delight. She squirmed on the table.

I had a good time loving her like this.

“Ooh, ooh, ooh,” she whimpered. “That’s so goody. “You’re gonna make me call feely so goody, Fathery Spencer!”

“Make her feel all goody!” my nun-wife moaned.

“Yes,” I growled and lapped at the girl’s clit. I stroked over her bud.

The bimbo-nun squealed and held me to her virgin pussy. I tongued her clit, making her squirm. My wife shuddered, too. She gripped her nipples, her face contorting in delight. I knew that she would just explode and drown the underage cutie.

My nun-wife squeezed her blue eyes shut. She pinched her nipples and squirmed with more passion. She tossed her head as she rose toward the moment when she would cum. I loved the sight as I flicked my tongue over the girl’s clit. I lapped at her as she moaned, her tangy pussy tasting so good.

“Ooh, ooh, you goody and slutty bimboy-nun!” my wife squealed. “Yay!”

She bucked and came, drowning the girl in pussy cream. My wife’s bush rustled against the girl’s lips. I loved the sound as I tongued that tangy twat. I suckled on the bimbo-nun’s clit. She gasped out in passion, her thighs squeezing around my head.

“Fathery Spencer!” she squealed as her virgin juices gushed out of her underage cunt.

I drowned in her purity, my cock so eager to despoil her. I stroked my tongue up and down her folds, her thighs gripping the sides of my head. She humped against me as I licked at her. I tongued her with passion.

“Ooh, ooh, ooh,” she moaned into my wife’s pussy.

“Yesy yes,” gasped Sister Lily Abigail. “That’s so goody! Just licky me!”

“Licky licky!” Sister Daisy Carol cooed.

I licked at her cunt. I stroked my tongue through her hot folds. I licked at her with passion. It was a delight to devour her cream. My cock was so hard. My bimbo-wife quivered there, her black veil fluttering as she trembled.

I growled and rose. My dick was so hard. It thrust still from my open fly. I unfastened my pants and shoved them off along with my boxers. My dick bobbed before me. My wife grinned at it. She squirmed on the girl’s face.

“You’re gonna get your cherry poppyed by a hugey dick,” cooed Sister Lily Abigail. “Just enjoy, Sistery Daisy Carol.”

“Yay!” the cutie gasped.

My nun-wife dismounted the virgin bimbo. The girl’s face appeared, her lips and cheeks gleaming in my wife’s pussy cream. She stared at my cock. The girl sat up on her elbows, her small titties quivering. Her green eyes sparked.

“Poppy my cherry, Fathery Spencer!” she begged, her thighs wrapping around me. They were clad in pure-white thigh-high stockings. “Just ram your biggie dick into me.”

She pulled me to her black-furred muff. I had to fuck her. The tip of my cock nuzzled into her pussy folds. I loved the way the curls tickled my crown. It felt so good. I groaned as I slid up and down her. It was fabulous to do that.

She nodded to me, her eyes smoldering with delight. She wanted me to fuck into her twat. Just to pound her with force. I loved the way she felt against me. I slid my cock up and down her hot folds. I enjoyed the feel of her twat against mine.

It was a beautiful thing to have her rubbing against me. I just wanted to slam into her cunt. To fuck her with all that I had. It would be so good to do that. I craved to ram into her cunt and make her squeal in delight.

She trembled there as I stared at her. She wore this big smile on her lips. “Poppy my cherry, Fathery Spencer!”

I gripped her hips through her short, black skirt and thrust.

The virgin bimbo-nun gasped as her cherry stretched before my cock. I loved the feel of her hymen stretching and stretching before my cock. She tossed her head back and forth as I pushed on her. It was so good.

Then she gasped when her cherry popped.

I slid into her pussy.

She gasped as I sank into her depths. She felt so good around my dick. I slid deeper and deeper into her hot folds. She clamped down on me. She whimpered as I sank into her depths. She felt incredible around my cock.

I loved the feel of her devouring my dick. I groaned as she took me to the hilt. I was a beautiful thing to bottom out in her. She groaned in delight as her underage cunt took every inch of my cock. She squirmed there, her small titties jiggling.

“Fathery Spencer,” she whimpered as she stared up at me. “That’s so goody. My pussy lovey doveys your biggie cock.”

“Your pussy was createdy to take his biggie dick!” my wife squealed, clapping her hands together. “Bimboy women were madey made to pleasey men and women!”

“Ameny!” Sister Daisy Carol moaned, her pussy gripping my dick. “I am so happy!”

“Me, too,” I groaned and drew back my dick.

Her hot pussy gripped my dick. It felt so good to slam into her pussy. I fucked her cunt with hard strokes. It was incredible to bury into her over and over again. I loved the way she clamped down on me. It was so amazing.

She squealed, her small titties jiggling. I cupped her sides and rubbed at her breasts with my thumbs. I brushed her pink nipples, rubbing those little nubs in circles. She gasped, her cunt clamping down on my dick.

I hammered her cunt with force. It was such a good thrill to bury into her twat again and again. I slammed to the hilt in her snatch. It was wonderful to plow into her cunt. She gripped my cock with her hot flesh.

It was amazing.

“Shit, shit, shit,” I growled, fucking her hard. I didn’t stop myself from swearing now. It didn’t matter. I was a sinner. “Squeeze that cunt down on me, slut!”

“I’m a slutty bimboy-nun, Fathery Spencer!” squealed Sister Daisy Carol, her pussy clamping down on my dick “Ooh, ooh, fucky me so hardy!”

“So hardy!” my nun-wife groaned, her boobs jiggling. She clapped her hands together again.

I loved this. I slammed into that tight pussy. I buried into her cunt again and again. I slammed to the hilt in her snatch. I enjoyed her cunt gripping my dick. It was so amazing to plow into her twat. I hammered her with everything that I had.

She gripped my cock with her wonderful flesh. It was an amazing moment. She gasped and moaned, her head tossing back and forth as I slammed into her cunt. Her pussy massaged my dick. I grunted, rising toward the moment when I would cum.

I would dump my load into her pussy. I would flood her with all that I had. She squeezed her cunt down on me. She held me with that hot cunt. My nuts slapped into her taint. I enjoyed every second of fucking her twat.

“Fathery Spencer!” she moaned as I massaged her little nipples and fucked her deflowered pussy. “You’re so good. I’m gonna cummy!”

“Yes,” I growled. “Cum on my dick, you little bimbo-slut! You underage tart!”

“A yummy nummy underyage tarty tart!” she gasped, her pussy clamping down on me. “I’m so closey!”

So was I. Her pussy felt incredible around my cock. I fulfilled my most perverted fantasy by fucking her hard. I slammed into her pussy, savoring the way she squeezed down on me. She held me tight with her flesh.

I grunted, fucking her hard and fast. I buried to the hilt in her flesh. I savored the way she gripped my cock. She whimpered, her head tossing from side to side. Her eyes squeezed shut. She held my dick with her tight twat.

“Ooh, ooh, ooh,” she gasped, her pussy gripping my dick. “That’s so amazing. That’s just wonderful. I’m gonna cummy! I’m gonna cummy so hard! Yay!”

Her pussy convulsed around my dick. It was so amazing to have her flesh spasming around my dick. It was incredible. I pumped away at her twat. She rippled about me with such passion. It was an incredible moment.

“Shit, shit, shit!” I groaned as he suckled at me. The pressure at the tip of my cock hit the bursting point. I slammed into her. “Yes!”

I erupted.

I dumped my load into her pussy.

I flooded her with my spunk. It was so good to fill her up with my jizz. To dump blast after blast of my cum into her pussy. I filled her to the brink with my spunk. She rippled around me. I loved the feel of her spasming around my dick.

“Fathery Spencer’s cummies!” the cutie moaned, her flesh suckling at me. “That’s so goody. You’re so awesomey, Fathery Spencer!”

“Yes!” I grunted.

Her pussy felt spectacular around my cock. I enjoyed that delight as I stared at my wife. She was watching on. I grinned, wanting to enjoy more delights. I wanted to bimbofy a cheating wife. One that was a lesbian.

Turn into a cock-lover. Women should love dicks over cunts. That was their place.

“Sister Lily Abigail, call Patricia Simpson, tell her you’re alone at the church and that you want to experiment with lesbianism,” I said. “I bet that gets her down here fast.”

“Ooh, ooh, yes, yes,” my wife moaned and spun around. She grabbed her phone that was lying on the floor. She found the contact. “Who am I calling? I fowgotty?”

“Shit,” I grunted and erupted one last time into the cutie’s pussy. “Patricia Simpson. You want to experiment with a woman, curious about being a lesbian, and you’re alone at the church.”

I clamped my hand over Sister Daisy Carol’s mouth as her pussy rippled around me. She worked out any more drops of cum I had left. My wife pressed the phone to her lips. Would Patricia think there was something wrong?

“Hi, Patricia,” my wife said. “I wanna try being a lessybean! Can you come to the church and licky me out? I wanna try it so badly.”

“You’re alone,” I whispered as the pussy around my dick stopped spasming.

“I’m all aloney. Yay! You’re coming. Awesomey!” My wife lowered her phone. “She’s coming.”

“Good,” I growled and ripped my cock out of Sister Daisy Carol’s pussy. I flipped her over. I wanted to fuck her asshole now. “Damn, you’re going to love this, Sister Daisy Carol!”

“I ammy am!” she whimpered as I pressed my pussy soaked dick into her butt-crack. I slid down to her asshole.

“Butty-fucky me, Fathery Spencer,” the underage bimbo-nun moaned.

I grinned as I found her asshole. I thrust against her backdoor. I loved the feel of her anal ring as she slowly stretched to take me. I pushed and pushed on her. She gasped as she stretched open more and more. My dick pushed into her.

She squealed as I popped into her bowels. I slid into her anal sheath. It was so good to sink in her like this. I groaned as I pushed deeper and deeper into her anal sheath. She trembled on my desk, her black veil fluttering.

“Ooh, ooh, Fathery Spencer’s hugey dick is in my buttyhole, Sistery Lily Abigail!” whimpered the underage bimbo.

“Yay!” my bimbo-wife cheered as she watched on.

I savored the warmth of that hot asshole around my cock. I bottomed out in her bowels and drew back my cock. I savored the heat of her flesh around my dick. I buried back into her anal sheath. I fucked her so hard and fast.

I thrust into her bowels with force, reveling in this moment. It was so good to pound her asshole. She squealed out in delight as said that. I loved the sounds that she made. It was so good to sodomize her. She squealed and squirmed on the desk.

“Fathery Spencer!” she gasped. “Fathery Spencer! Yesy yes! You’re so hugey!”

“So hugey,” my nun-wife echoed.

I grinned at Sister Lily Abigail and fucked that tight asshole hard. I buried into her bowels with force. She clamped her flesh down on me. She held me tight as I rammed into her again and again. I wanted to dump my load into her hot flesh.

I ached to cum in her. I wanted to spurt my cum into her bowels. I was so eager for that moment. I plowed into her bowels over and over again. She squeezed her hot flesh down on me. She drove me wild with her wonderful cunt.

I fucked her so hard. I plowed into her with all that I had. It was just so good to fuck her like this. I hammered her anal sheath with force. I thrust into her bowels again and again. She gripped my rod with passion.

“Yes,” I moaned. “Oh, fuck, that’s good. That’s so good!”

“It is,” she whimpered, her bowels clamping down on my rod. “That’s it. That’s so amazing. Shit, shit, just fuck me like that!”

I groaned, slamming into her anal sheath with hard strokes. It was an incredible rush to bury into her bowels. My nuts slapped into her taint as I rose toward that moment when I would cum in her. I could not wait to fill her up.

She gripped my cock with her hot flesh. She felt amazing around my dick. I buried into her bowels with so much passion. She gasped, her head tossing. I enjoyed the feel of her asshole around my rod. She felt incredible.

“Damn, damn, damn,” I grunted.

“Are you gonna jizzy in my buttyhole?” whimpered the bimbo.

“I am,” I growled.

“Yay!” She squeezed her anal sheath around my cock. That made every thrust feel more amazing.
I reveled in the velvety grip of her asshole around my dick as I hurtled toward the moment when I would cum in her. I savored how velvety she felt. It was so wonderful. She massaged me with her anal sheath.

I plowed to the hilt in her, my nuts tightening. The need to cum in her built and built with my every thrust. I just wanted to spurt my load into her. I reveled in her bowels clamping down on me. Her head tossed as I slammed to the hilt in her.

“Fuck!” I growled as my orgasm erupted through me.

I dumped my load into her bowels.

I spurted my cum into her asshole. It felt so good. She squealed and her asshole convulsed around me. Her orgasm shuddered through her. The underage bimbo-nun nursed at me with her hot flesh. I filled her backdoor with my spunk.

“Fathery Spencer’s jizzies!” she gasped.

“Ooh, ooh, yummy!” my wife gasped. “That’s so goody. That’s so great.”

I grunted, dumping my load into that spasming asshole. It felt so good to fill her bowels up with my spunk. I dumped more and more blasts of my cum into her anal sheath. I enjoyed the way she rippled around me.

It was incredible.

I dumped my load into her bowels. I filled her anal sheath up with my spunk. The pleasure swept through me. I grunted with each eruption. I filled her bowels to the hilt. The last rush of pleasure shot through me.

“Fuck, that’s—” I grunted.

My wife’s phone rang.

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Mrs. Patricia Simpson

My pussy melted at the reverend’s wife’s phone call. I had wanted Lily for so long. I had confessed to her about my lesbian desires. I had to be ready for her, so I stripped off my clothes and darted to the secret part of my closet.

My husband never snooped. Dave was such a bore.

I shuddered as I found it. First, I drew on my garter belt, the suspenders hanging down my thighs. I slid up the nylon stockings one after the other, my pussy dripping. Lily Spencer… Ooh, I wanted to munch on her muff so much.

I pulled on my black, leather skirt. Then a matching corset that was so low-cut, that my nipples were exposed. They were pink and hard. I drew on my leather, heeled boots. They went just past my knees so my thigh-highs were still exposed. I zipped it up. I pulled a trench coat over myself.

“I’ll be back in a few hours,” I said to my oldest, Tony. “Watch your brother and sister.”

“Sure, Mom,” he said, not looking up from playing his video game.

I headed out the door, my pussy dripping wet. I hopped into my car and sped to Trinity Lutheran. I reached the church and rushed up to the front door. Fucking in the church was so kinky. I grabbed the glass door and pulled.

It was locked.

I pulled out my phone and called Lily.

“Ooh, ooh, Patricia, you have to licky my pussy,” whimpered Lily. She sounded so horny. I had never heard her like this. “Will you?”

“I’m at the front door,” I purred. “You have to come let me in for me to do that.”

“Ooh, ooh, I’m comying!” she squealed and the line went dead.

Oh, she would be cumming so hard. My pussy was so wet as I waited for her. Juices dripped from my shaved snatch. I loved to keep myself bald because it was so hot having a woman’s lips rubbing all over my cunt.

Movement appeared. She darted closer. It was hard to see her through the glare. She pushed the door open and… I gasped. She was in a slutty nun’s outfit with her tits out. They were bouncing free, her blue eyes sparkling.

“Holy shit,” I gasped, so glad I had changed.

“I’m a bimboy-nun!” she squealed like an airhead.

I licked my lips over my botoxed lips. They were so plump and wonderful. “Mmm, I want to be a bimbo, too.” I stepped inside as she backed up. “I would love to be Bimbo Patricia. Or Slutty Patricia. Or Patricia-Bimbo! That sounds hot, right?”

“Ooh, ooh, so hottie,” she moaned as I opened my coat, the door closing and locking behind me. I let it fall to the ground. My big breasts jiggled, my nipples peeking out. My leather skirt covered my ass and pussy.

Barely.

“Ooh, ooh, Patricia-Bimboy!” squealed the reverend’s wife as she jumped up and down. “You’re such a bimboy-slutty Slutty Bimboy Patricia!”

I grinned at her. “That’s who I am.”

“Yes, you are,” a man said.

I whipped my head around and froze to see Thomas, the reverend, marching out naked. A girl dressed as another slutty nun followed him. My jaw dropped as he aimed his phone at me. God, was he going to take a picture and blackmail me into being his wh

ore.
His bimbo-slut?

I smiled at him and posed. I was a lesbian, but being forced to be a man’s plaything really, really…

My thoughts all meltyed into such joyful joy. I squealed in delight. I was a bimboy-harlot. A cheaty slut that needed to have men’s cocks in all my holes. I had three of them. That was so many holes that needed so many cocks.

“Damn,” growled Fathery Spencer. “Look at you. You came over here ready to be a whore.”

“I diddy did!” I squealed, clappying my hands for happy joy.

“That’s Patricia-Bimboy, Fathery Hubby!” cooed Sister Lily Abigail. I just knewy who she was.

“On your knees,” Fathery Spencer said. “I just fucked the little underage bimbo in the ass. You have to polish my dick clean!”

“Yesy yes!” I squealed, smackying my botoxy lips. They were all madey to sucky cocks!”

I droppyed to my knees, all happy. I gripped his hips and opened my mouthy so widey. I engulfyed his cock. I slid my plumpy lips over his thicky rod. The soury flavor of his asshole fillyed my mouth with goody delight.

I groanyed around his dick. I all suckyed on him. I workyed my mouthy uppy and downy him. I had to polishy his pole. I needy to have all his cummies in my mouth. That would make me so happy. Just such a wondermus bimboy-slut.

“Patricia,” he groaned. “Patricia-Bimbo. Slutty fucking Patricia! You’re such a bimbo-whore with those lips. Shit, shit, they’re so plump. Suck my dick!”

I diddy did.

I nursedy so hardy on him. I workyed my mouth all uppy and downy his cock. He groaned as I did that. I swirledy my tongue all abouty his cock. He groaned, his dick all throbbying in my mouth. I suckledy so hardy on him, the soury flavor all fadying.

It was going away. I loveyed it, though.

I kept suckying and swirly whirlying my tongue all abouty his cock. The earthy flavor vanished, but this salty one grew. My eyes widened. I wanted his cummies. I was a bimboy-slut. Patricia-Bimboy! That was me!

“Shit, Patricia-Bimbo,” growled Fathery Spencer. “Shit, shit, that’s good. Fuck, that’s amazing!”

I was so glady for this. I nursedy on him as his cock all throbbyed in my mouth. He must be comying closery and closery to cummying. I wanted his jizzies. I suckled so hardy on him, my botoxy lips slidying uppy and downy his cock. My boobies jiggled.

The others watchyed as I all cuckoldy my hubby with Fathery Spencer. It was so heavenly to sucky on him. He was a priesty. A holy moley man. I moaned around his dick, suckying so hardy. He groaned, gripping the sides of my head.

“Fucking slut, Patricia-Bimbo!” he growled. “Patricia the fucking Bimbo Slut! Suck my dick, whore! You’re a married harlot worshiping my cock. I’m going to cum!”

That made me so happy. I suckyed so hardy. He threw back his head and roared out so loudy.

His cummies spurtedy into my mouth.

Blasties after blasties of his cummies filled my mouth. I gulpied down his jizzies. All that salty warmth melted down to my belly. My pussy clenched. I was so happy suckying on him. I was a bimboy-harlot for jizzies.

For all the cummies I could lovey dovey.

More and more jizzies spurted from his cock. I swallowedy every drop. The salty load was so goody. He grunted. Fathery Spencer was havying such a goody time. He gripped the sides of my head with his strongy hands.

“Whore!” he erupted. “Patricia-Bimbo the fucking slut!”

I wasy was!

He eruptyed one lasty time into my mouth. I loveyed the salty cummies spillying over my tongue. I gulpied them down, shuddering with such happy joy. My plumpy lips sliddy off his cock with a wetty plop. It was such a naughty sound.

“I needy your cock, Fathery Spencer!” I moaned. “I’m a cheaty, slutty bimboy-wife!”

“Yes, you are,” he growled. “Eat out my wife’s cunt, you fucking bimbo-dyke! Eat her out while I fuck that married cunt!”

“Yay!” I squealed.

“Eaty me out, Patricia-Bimboy!” cooed Sistery Lily Abigail. She lifted her skirt to revealy her thicky and blondy bush.

I crawled forward and buried my face into her tickley bush. I foundy her tarty pussy and lickyed her. She gasped as I diddy that. She trembled, her boobies jiggling. She tasted so goody. So greaty. I loveyed pussy so muchy much.

But now I loveyed cocks, too. My bimboy-pussy needed to be fucked.

Fathery Spencer shoved my leathery skirt up and groaned. “You’re shaved, too? Fuck, you’re a slut, Patricia-Bimbo!”

I squealed into the bimboy-nun’s pussy, “I ammy am!”

His cock nuzzled into my hottie folds. He gripped my hips and rammyed his huge dick into my cheaty cunt. I lickyed his wife’s pussy. I tongued her with passionate licks and laps. I feastyed on her tarty goodyness.

She moaned as I feasted on her. I squealedy loudy as that huge cock fuckyed my pussy. Fathery Spencer thrustyed away at my juicy cunty hole. He thrusty hard into my snatch, my butt-cheeks ripplying for his hardy thrusts.

“Goddamn,” he growled.

“Ooh, ooh, such goody fun,” whimpered Sister Lily Abigail. “Eaty me, Patricia-Bimboy! Eaty my pussy!”

“Yummy pussy!” I moaned and tonguied her.

I buried my tongue into her silky snatch. I swirly whirlyed all abouty in her cunty hole. She gasped as I savored her tarty passion. I was a lessybean and a bimboy-whore. I knew how to eaty a pussy. I gave her such goody joy as her hubby fuckyed me.

Fathery Spencer slammyed his huge cock into my pussy. His hairy balls all slappyed into my clitty. That felt so goody. Pleasure bursty from my bud and made me shivery for joy. He grunted, slammying into me with such forcey force.

He thrusty away at me. He fuckyed me so muchy much. I loveyed how he poundyed me. He slammyed into my snatch. I tongued his wife’s dellyicious pussy. She was so tasty. She moaned, her bush ticklying my face.

“Ooh, ooh, eaty me, Patricia-Bimboy!” she moaned.

“Eaty her,” the other slutty bimboy-nun squealed.

“Yes!” growled Fathery Spencer, his cock slammying into my cheaty cunt.

I squeezedy down on him as he fuckyed me so hardy. He buried into me with all his mighty cock. It was so amazying to have him fucking me likey that. I rosey toward my orgasmy fun. I would be such a slutty bimbo.

He churnied me up with his hardy thrusts, his balls all slappying my clitty. I loveyed it. He pressedy my lovey button with his nuts. I flickyed my tongue to Sister Lily Abigail’s clitty. I tongued her. I lappied at her with passion.

I strokyed through her folds, all lickying at her with so much funny fun.

“Ooh, ooh, ooh,” she moaned as I tongued her clitty. “That’s so goody, Slutty Patricia-Bimboy!”

“I’m such a slutty bimboy-wife!” I moaned.

“Yes!” Fathery Spencer roared, fuckying me so hardy.

I hurtled closery and closery to cummying. I nibbled on Sister Lily Abigail’s clitty. I tongued her with joy as that hugey cock fuckyed me so hardy. He buried into my twaty with passion. I wiggledy my hips backy and frothy.

His strongy hands grippyed my hips. My biggie boobs swayed. My botoxy lips nibbled on Sister Lily Abigail’s clitty. I tongued her. She gaspyed out, her head tossying. Her boobies were all jigglying. It was so hottie.

“Yesy yes,” I whimpered. “You have to cummy, Sistery Slut!”

“I willy will, Patricia-Bimboy!” she squealed as I nibbled on her clitty while Fathery Spencer slammyed into my twat.

“Yes, yes, yes,” he growled as he fuckyed me. “That’s so good. Shit!”

“It’s so goody!” Sistery Lily Abigail moaned as I suckyed on her clitty. “Yay!”

Her tarty juices gushed out. Her hottie boobies bounced abovey my head. I lappied up her juices. I lickyed them all uppy up. That hugey cock slammyed into me, those balls all slappying my clitty. Sparks sizzled.

“Yay!” I squealed and came like a bimboy-slut.

“Fuck, Patricia-Bimbo!” growled Father Spencer as my cheaty cunt spasmed around him. “Goddamn!”

He fuckyed away at my writhing pussy. I lappied at his wife’s dellyicious cunty hole. I gathered up her tarty treat. She trembled, her boobies jiggling. His cock slammyed into me, sending more waves of goody bliss through me.

“Yes!” he roared.

His cummies floodyed my pussy.

“You’re my fucking bimbo-harlot!” he growled. “Patricia-Bimbo! You slut!”

I squealed for joyful joy. My cunty hole writhyed around his dick. I suckledy at him as he dumpyed his cummies into me. I loveyed all that jizzies spurtying into my snatch. His balls twitchyed against my clitty.

It was amazeying.

Just wondermus.

He floodyed me with all his jizzies. Just spurtying all the spunkies he had into snatch. I glorimused in it. I loveyed how he dumpyed his spunkies into me. It was an awesomey momenty. He gruntyed, floodying me with his jizzies.

“Shit!” he growled as I tongued Sistery Lily Abigail’s snatch.

“Oh, oh, That’s so amazeying!” I whimpered as he dumpyed more jizzies into me.

“Patricia-Bimbo!” he growled and erupted one lasty time into me.

“That’s my name!” I squealed. “I’m Patricia-Bimboy! A huge slutty whore!”

Such joyful joy all fillyed me up as my pussy spasmed around his dick. He panted as I lickyed at his wifey’s cunt. She smiled down at me, so happy to grindy her furry muff on my face. She panted then glanced at the door and smiled.

She waved.

Someone had arrived. I hoped they had a big dick.

Or two guys with two big dicks. Then I could have all my holes filled. That would be awesomey.

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Bishop Patrick Mallory

Things were going great at the new parish.

Already, he had recruited a new bimbo-nun and a new bimbo-harlot. Sister Daisy Carol and Mrs. Patricia Simpson. I should go over there and introduce myself. I wanted to fuck these new sluts that were a part of my growing bimbo-diocese. In fact, I should invite Father Spiegal, too.

My two priests needed to meet each other and fuck some bimbos together.

God, I loved the App.

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