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Bishop Patrick Mallory

The Church Fete had arrived. A large party for adults and older teens.

The booths were set up. The refreshment stands were manned. Well, bimboed. That should be a word. The bimbos were out with their tits on display. At one booth, you could pay money to put clothespins on a bimbo’s nipples and watch her squirm in delight. That was one of the cheaper delights.

I passed the stocks where three bimbos were bent over and trapped in place, their asses and pussies available on one side, their mouths and tits on the other. Already, men were lining up to use their cunts and assholes, paying money to fuck their increasingly sloppy holes.

Jizz ran down their thighs as they gobbled cocks on the other side. A few women were lining up to get their pussies licked by the studs. One girl stepped up. She bent over, holding her boyfriend’s hand and squealing as the bimbo devoured her.

The reputation of the Catholic Bimbo Church would build, allowing me to convert more parishes to the “correct” faith and to reconquer more Protestant churches that had fallen away from the Bimbo Church. At this rate, I might become Pope. The Pontiff Supreme over all Bimbos.

I was such a pervert.

Father Spencer’s bimbo wife sat at a booth where she was singing up virgin girls and faithful wives to become new nuns. They had to be inspected by her and questioned. Her husband had locked her. She was a bimbo-nun that would only service him.

Love… There was a reason priests should not have a wife. Then they wouldn’t get jealous of their bimbo-nuns and bimbo-harlots fucking their flock. Oh, well, she was finding a few girls that would become new nuns.

They would be useful for the bimbo convent I could establish. That was another option. Bimbo convents had appeared this morning. I glanced at my phone and read the message again, smiling in delight.

New Feature Added: Bimbo Convents! If you can recruit ten virgins and faithful wives at once, you can found your very own Bimbo Convent. The Order of the Airhead Whore is eager to expand. The nuns take vows of whoredom with their very own porn site. Cameras will livestream the entire convent twenty-four/seven so their antics will always be viewed. Whether they’re praying on their Sybian machines or ministering to horny men who need to dump a load, their fans around the world will watch and ache to have their own Bimbo Convent in their community.

I could not wait to establish the first Bimbo Convent.

Mrs. Spencer was sending the girls and faithful wives into the church. I hummed with delight, eager to see what they became. I continued walking around the grounds, smiling at the shooting range. It fired those soft, chalk projectiles that burst on impact.

Only the people weren’t shooting at targets but a bimbo’s nipple and clit. One of the bimbo harlots from Father Spiegal’s church sat up there, gasping in delight as one struck her nipple. The white chalk puffed around her big boob which rippled.

“Yesy yes, that’s a solidly hit!” she squealed. “You’re gonna get to a titty fuck, but if you get the othery nipple you’re gonna get to fucky my pussy!”

The guy hit her tit.

“So closely close!” she squealed. “Comey on. I needy to be fuckyed hard!”

He struck her nipple with his last shot. If had also gotten her clit, he could have ass-fucked her, too, but now he was just getting her pussy. Another bimbo was ready to take over. Most missed. He was one of the better shots.

A loud growl drew my attention. A dozen motorcycles pulled into the parking lot, all driven by Black men in leather vests and blue jeans, many with chaps. They parked their bikes, all Harley-Davidson’s. No sleek racing bikes but street bikes. They were a tough bunch who were grinning. Each of them had patches of flames surrounding a dark shape.

A devil.

The motorcycle gang headed to the booth to buy raffle tickets. Priscilla-Bimbo, a wild whore from Father Spencer’s church, was the grand prize of the raffle. Whoever won it would get to own her for life. She was eager to be auctioned off.

She was a bimbo who had shown up to church in a corset and thigh-high boots eager to eat out the preacher’s wife. She was a wild one who was so eager to be degraded by whoever owned her. Any man who won her would have a hard time keeping up with her.

I pulled out my phone and smiled at the rising prestige. I could already add another church and reconquer another Protestant. Plus the Bimbo Convent. It wouldn’t be long before I would have more than one diocese.

Before I would become a cardinal.

Father Spiegal manned a booth where husbands were bringing their wives to turn them into bimbo harlots. The wives sometimes were shocked by what was happening. They could only become whores if they were cheating, though.

One wife became a new bimbo and immediately started sucking her husband’s cock.

Another booth was for women only. It was bimbos that had cum filled pussies. Creampies for any adventurous women, or lesbians, who wanted to give it a try. There were two bimbos getting eaten out by a pair of girls in the tartan skirt of the local Catholic school.

And, of course, there were the gloryholes. Bimbos were manning those, too. I grabbed a snow cone from a Black bimbo-whore with her tits out. She grinned at me as she handed it to me. There were so many sluts in my parish I didn’t even know them all.

“Enjoy!” she squealed, looking so happy

“I will,” I said, and knew everyone attending would enjoy it, too.

Especially that group of boys from the Catholic school. They were all heading to the stocks maybe to get their dicks in pussy for the first time. They would lose their virginities to bimbos. I enjoyed the blueberry-flavored snow cone and marveled at everything that I had created.

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Tim Messer

I finished peeing. I shook my cock a few more times while staring at the hole drilled into the stall. It had duct tape around it.

There was no way that there was really a bimbo in there, right? Bimbos cost money. Of course, this one had a sign that read, “$5 for a blowjob. Maybe it’s your mother or your wife or your daughter or a complete stranger sucking your dick!”

I groaned and pulled out my wallet. I was so glad I came to this party. I had no idea the Catholic church was so kinky. I had to start coming to church if it was like this. I might even have to believe in god. Right now, though…

I shoved my $5 through the hole.

It was snatched up at once.

“Thanky you so muchy much!” a girlish voice cooed. “Sticky that hugey cock through the gloryhole and I’ll sucky you so hardy!”

“Shit,” I groaned and pressed against the stall divider, my cock thrusting through the hole. The metal was cool against my face. “This church is awesome.”

“So awesomey!” cooed the woman on the other side. She gripped the base of my cock in her warm hand. “Yay!”

She engulfed my cock and suckled on me with such enthusiasm. I never had a girl put this much effort into it. She wasn’t blowing me because she felt she had to. This slut loved to nurse on a guy’s dick. I could feel her joy as she swirled around her tongue around my cock.

“Fuck,” I groaned, rubbing my cheek against the stall divider. “That’s so good!”

She squealed around my cock and kept suckling on me. Her passion was incredible. Her enthusiastic tongue danced around my rod. She bobbed her head, sliding her plump lips up and down my dick.

The way she blew me was incredible. She bobbed her head, sliding her lips up and down my cock with so much passion. She flicked her tongue around my dick. I groaned, my nuts twitching with the joy of this moment.

She suckled hard on me. It was incredible to have her working that hot mouth up and down my dick. I groaned, loving the passion of this moment. The bimbo on the other side worship my cock. My nuts twitched.

This was the greatest festival or block party or fete or whatever the fuck it was.

“Shit!” I growled. “Just like that! Suck my dick. Suckle hard on me! Yes, yes! Damn!”

She purred around my cock. She flicked her tongue around me. I loved the way she did that. It felt so good to have her blowing me with all her passion. She suckled and slurped on me with so much passion. My fist pounded against the stall divider as she loved my cock.

She worked that hot mouth up and down my dick. She blew me with all her might. It was incredible to have her doing that. I loved the feel of her working that hot mouth up and down my dick. She blew me with passion.

The whore brought me closer and closer to cumming.

“I’m going to flood your mouth, slut!” I growled.

She squealed and suckled harder. My dick throbbed in her mouth. The slut suckled with passion on me. I loved how nursed on me with all that might. I groaned, hurtling toward the moment when I would cum in her mouth.

I would just erupt.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I moaned. “That’s it, slut! That’s goddamn it. I… Yes!”

I exploded into her mouth.

I flooded her with my cum. She gulped it down, though. She was swallowing it all without a care in the world. It was clear that she loved it. She swallowed my jizz, gulping down the spunk. Stars flashed across my vision.

I grunted over and over again as I filled her mouth with my spunk. I dumped my load into her hungry maw. She swallowed it all down. She gulped it down with passion. I loved it. Stars flashed across my vision.

I grunted again and again. I pumped her mouth full of my spunk. It was incredible. The rapture shot through me again and again. She suckled hard, working out all the jizz in my balls. I grunted as I fired the last of my spunk into her mouth.

She purred around my cock before popping her lips off with a wet smack. “Mmm, that was so goody and yummy and tasty! Yay!”

“It was amazing,” I said and tucked my cock away. I opened the stall door to find a guy with a five in his hand. So I said, “Enjoy.”

He nodded as I headed off to enjoy the bimbo festival.

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Jason Nesmit

My friends and I handed over our money to the guy running the stocks. There were three women there held in wooden stocks bent over. All had guys fucking them.

Twenty bucks. That was all it cost to fuck her. There were cheaper ways, like the rifle game, but you weren’t guaranteed to get anything for your $5. Here… Pussy. Real pussy. I was so eager for it. I loosened the tie for St. Mary’s, the Catholic school we went to.

Sixteen and I was about to lose my virginity.

“This is going to be great,” Chris said.

“Yeah,” Josiah said, nodding. “Look at those sluts. Waiting in this line is better. Let’s enjoy some real pussy. Not just a suck. I’ve been sucked off.”

“Your brother doesn’t count,” I said.

He grimaced. “I told you, it was a girl.”

“Your mom doesn’t count,” Chris said.

Josiah punched him in the arm.

We all burst into laughter as the guys fucking the bimbos were grunting. They duped their loads in the women’s snatches. I loved the sight, my cock so hard. I just had to get in there and fuck one of those hot cunts. Just pound her hard and fast.

“Okay,” the guy said, nodding to us. “My wife’s in the middle. She’s great.”

“Damn,” Chris said as we headed in, Josiah on my right. I was in the middle. “Guess you’re getting the wife.”

“Fuck,” I said as I stared at that bald pussy dripping in cum. She was being pumped full of jizz. I heard it was a sin to use a condom. “Fruitful and multiply, right?”

Josiah laughed and buried into his slut, a Black woman. She squealed around the cock of the guy she blew. Mine was sucking on a guy, too. Just blowing a gray-haired guy with glasses. He nodded to me as he used her mouth.

I unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock. I was so hard. No more masturbating. I would get the joy of fucking a woman. A bimbo. I had to start coming here to Mary Magdalena’s. St. Titus where I attended didn’t have bimbos.

I buried my cock into the bimbo’s cunt.

She squealed around the old guy’s dick as I filled her up. She was tight and hot. And married. Her husband was watching me sliding my cock into her. That made this even more exciting. It was NTR. I gripped her hips and enjoyed her cunt clamping down on me.

I drew back my cock, savoring the silky massage of her pussy around my dick. I groaned at the heat of her twat. I slammed back into her cunt. I fucked her hard and fast. It was amazing to bury into her cunt and enjoy the way she clamped down on me.

She gripped my dick with her hot pussy. She held me tight with that cunt. I grunted, enjoying that pussy around my cock. It was a hot moment. She squeezed about me, making me feel amazing. I loved every second of it.

“Yes!” I groaned. “Oh, fuck, yes!”

The bimbo moaned as I fucked her. I pounded her cunt hard and fast. She suckled on the old guy’s dick as I pumped away to her pussy. Her wet twat gripped me. I grinned at my friends as they fucked their bimbos.

They were here to be used. In the stocks because they were bad girls. Sluts. Whores. Bimbo-harlots.

“Yes,” I groaned, feeling like such a man as I fucked the married bimbo’s pussy. “Goddamn!”

I slammed into her cunt hard and fast. I fucked her with passion, savoring the way her twat gripped my dick. She held me tight, massaging me with all that passion. I would just dump my load into her. I would flood her with all that I had.

I could not wait to burst into her cunt. To flood her with everything that I had. That wonderful snatch gripped me. I groaned, rising and rising toward the moment when I would cum. My balls tightened with my load.

“Shit!” groaned the old guy. “Oh, shit, yes!”

The bimbo clamped her cunt down around my cock as I fucked into her twat with hard strokes. She gulped down the spunk. The sounds she made were wild. Her hips wiggled as much as she could in the stocks. I fucked her hard, burying into her.

“Damn,” the old guy grunted and pulled out of her mouth.

“Yesy yes!” squealed the bimbo. “Keep fuckying me. I’m gonna cummy so hardy on your dick and.. Yesy yes, let me sucky you off!”

Another guy stepped up. He was my dad’s age. He grinned and shoved his cock into the bimbo’s mouth. I slammed hard into her pussy as she gripped me. I wanted to cum in her. The pressure swelled at the tip of my cock.

Every thrust into her hot pussy brought me closer and closer to erupting. She massaged the crown of my cock. It was so amazing to fuck her silky snatch. I hurtled toward the moment when I would dump my load into her twat.

I buried into her.

She squealed around the cock she blew while her pussy spasmed around my dick. She felt incredible as she rippled around me. It was incredible to have her writhing around me like that. I groaned, fucking deep and hard into her twat. I couldn’t last much longer.

“Oh, fuck!” I gasped and erupted into her pussy.

“Shit!” Chris groaned beside me.

Stars flashed across my eyes as the most intense rapture ever shot through me. I was dumping my load into a sock. I filled her pussy up with my jizz. I spurted over and over into her writhing snatch. She felt incredible about me as I erupted again and again.

My nuts twitched as I unloaded everything I had into her. I dumped my load into her pussy. I groaned, savoring the way that her twat rippled around me. I panted, feeling dizzy from the rush of flooding her with all my seed.

“Oh, yes!” I groaned, panting. I felt amazing.

“Goddamn!” Josiah groaned as he erupted into his bimbo.

I smiled from ear to ear. It was so worth coming to the fete, skipping the second half of school. I panted at the feel of that hot twat rippling around me a few more times. Then I pulled out of her. My cum spilled down her thighs.

Others were ready for their turn to use the bimbo.

Fucks a bimbo at the stocks.

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Gary Swanson

My wife hadn’t put out in years.

I slapped the $5 bill into the guy running the shooting range. The bimbo was there. She had big tits and red hair. She spread her legs, her cunt shaved and dripping. I raised the rifle. I was so fucking horny. I wanted something special.

I had five shots. I wouldn’t need them.

I aimed at her right nipple, watching the rhythm of her breathing. Her tit rose and fell. I exhaled and squeezed the trigger.

White chalk puffed around her nipple. She squealed and bucked, her tits heaving. Her head tossed and her legs kicked. I hit her right on the nub. My cock twitched in my pants as she shook her head. She sucked in a deep breath.

“Goody shot, stud!” she cooed. “You’re gonna get a… a… I fowgot!” She giggled.

“Titty fuck,” the guy said.

I aimed at the bimbo’s other nipple, her tit moving more. She was breathing faster now. I just focused on the target, on her hard, pink nipple. I exhaled and squeezed the trigger, a clean break that didn’t jerk the rifle.

I struck her left nub.

She squealed as the chalk puffed. Her head tossed as the guy manning the booth grunted, “You’re the second to get to fuck one. Been misses and the occasionally titty fuck.”

“I’m going to get her ass,” I said and aimed down between her legs. Her pussy dripped. Her clit was a smaller target. I focused on it. “I haven’t ever fucked my wife in the ass. Always wanted to.”
“Good luck,” the guy said.

“Ooh, ooh, you hit both my nipples!” gasped the bimbo. “That hurty so goody. Ooh, ooh, I lovey dovey it and… Hitty my clitty! Make my clitty purr!”

“Yes, ma’am,” I said on the exhale and…

Pulled the trigger.

She bucked hard from being hit in the clit. Juices gushed out from her pussy, splashing the ground before her. The sweet aroma of her pussy filled the air as she trembled. Her red hair tossed as she squealed out for joy.

“Damn,” the guy said. “Right on the clit. And the whore loved it. Look at her buck. I never seen one just cum like that.”

Pity I couldn’t do that to my wife. Maybe I should drag her ass down to that booth that made them into bimbo-harlots. I didn’t think she ever cheated on me, the woman hated sex, but… I could hope. Turn her into a sex fiend.

Well, it didn’t matter. I thrust over the rifle and motioned to the bimbo. She hopped off the spot. Another darted up to take her place. This one was younger, her tits small, her slit tight. She would be harder to hit in the clit.

Wasn’t my problem.

“Ooh, ooh, are you gonna fuck me in the buttyhole?” the bimbo asked as she darted out of the booth out the side and reached me. “Huh?”

“That’s right,” I said and slapped her on the ass.

The loud crack echoed through the air. I loved the sound. I was going to ram my dick into her asshole and make her howl. It would be so great. She giggled in delight and dropped to all fours on the grass. Her plump asscheeks jiggled.

She wiggled her hips at me, clearly eager for me to just ram into her bowels. I smiled and dropped to my knees behind her. I unsnapped my jeans and ripped open the fly. The zipper rasped down. I slapped my cock down on her ass.

I had always wanted to do that, too.

She cooed, “Fucky my buttyhole so hardy, stud!”

“Gladly,” I growled and slid my cock over to her butt-crack. “I am going to ram that dick into your asshole!”

“Yay!” she squealed. She was eager for it. The way a woman should be. The way my wife should be, dried-up prude.

I slid my cock down her crevice and found her asshole. I groaned, finally feeling that puckered ring against the crown of my dick. I gripped her hips and savored this moment. I thrust hard against her butthole.

Her anal ring resisted me. I smiled and drilled my cock against her backdoor. I pushed and pushed, feeling her widening to take me. The velvety caress of her asshole on the crown of my dick was making. The redheaded bimbo tossed her head, moaning loudly.

“Ooh, ooh, that’s itty it!” she moaned. “Yay!”

I popped into her asshole as she squealed her joy. I groaned as I sank into the velvety heaven of a woman’s bowels. It was incredible. I had wanted to do this for twenty-five years, and now I was sliding to the hilt in a woman’s anal sheath.

I reveled in being in a woman’s asshole. In every inch of that velvety hole surrounding my dick. She whipped her head around, her red hair flying, and beamed at me. She was so happy right now. She was just so excited to have my big dick in her asshole.

She reveled in it, squealing, “Such a biggie dick in my buttyhole! Yay!”

“Damn,” I groaned at her enthusiasm.

The redheaded bimbo’s hips wiggled back and forth, stirring her asshole about my dick. She felt so good about me. This was fantastic. I gripped her hips and drew back my cock. I savored that hot anal sheath gripping my rod. I rejoiced in it.

I slammed back to the hilt in her. I fucked deep and hard into her bowels. It was magnificent to slam into her like this. It was glorious to fuck her with all that I had. I pounded her anal sheath with passion. I enjoyed her bowels around me as I fucked to the hilt in her. I enjoyed every second of her about me.

It was magical to fuck her like this.

“Take my big dick, slut!” I growled.

“Ooh, ooh, takey it where?” she gasped. “And do you have to stop fuckying my buttyhole? I wanna cummy on it!”

“Take my dick in your asshole, fucking dumb slut!” I grunted. “Shit, how dumb are you?”

“I’m a bimbo!” she squealed with pride. “Being dummy is the besty best! Being smarty is too hardy!”

I laughed, slamming into her asshole. I definitely had to bring my wife down here. See if the priests could get that smart-ass bitch to shut up.

I fucked the whore’s asshole, burying into her bowels over and over again. I loved the feel of her anal sheath gripping my dick. She held me tight as I fucked her hard and fast. I plowed into her with all that I had. It felt so good to bury into her anal sheath.

She gasped as I did that. I plowed into her anal sheath with such force. It was glorious to fuck her like that. I loved hammering her bowels with all that I had. I grunted, hurtling toward the moment when I would cum in her.

I would flood her with all my spunk.

“Ooh, ooh, fucky my assyhole with your most amazeying cock, stud!” she squealed.

“Damn,” I groaned. I felt like a man. She didn’t try to cut me off at my balls like that bitch I married. “Goddamn!”

I hammered her bowels. I fucked her with all that I had, reveling in every inch of her bowels around my dick. I buried into her with deep strokes. Hard ones. She clamped down on me. She felt incredible.

I would be dumping my load into her bowels soon enough. Just flooding her with all my spunk. It was so good to hammer her. I loved the way that she squeezed down on me. It felt so good to fuck her like this.

To pound her with force.

“Ooh, ooh, ooh,” she moaned. “Just fucky me until I cummy like… like… a bimboy-whore!”

Her bowels rippled around my dick.

“Shit!” I grunted, her bowels rippling around my dick. That felt incredible. I fucked into her bowels with force, slamming into her anal sheath. “You dirty whore!”

“Just a dirty wirty littley bimboy-whore!” she gasped, her asshole massaging me.

I slammed to the hilt in her and erupted.

My cum exploded from my dick, rapture slamming through my body. I grunted, spurting my spunk into her convulsing bowels. Her asshole rippled around my cock, sucking the cum out of my twitching balls. I gripped her hips, savoring this moment.

The whore squealed out in delight. She loved my cum flooding her bowels. Bimbos were fucking amazing. I grunted, spurting more and more blasts of my cum into her anal sheath. It was wonderful to erupt into her asshole again and again.

“Goddamn!” I growled and erupted one last time.

“Ooh, ooh, yesy yes!” she gasped, her bowels spasming around my dick. “That’s so goody! So much cummies! I lovey dovey it!”

“Damn straight,” I growled and ripped my cock out of her asshole.

I glanced at the kid shooting at the slender one. He hit her in the stomach. I shook my head, eager to win another fuck with a bimbo-slut. I shoved my cock away and pulled out another $5 from the wallet, heading to get in line.

This was a great festival. I should really start going to church if it was like this.

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Jarod Overtone

Ever since I caught my mom being fucked by Uncle Max, my dad’s brother, she was eager to get me whatever I wanted. Or do whatever I wanted, like come to the festival at the Catholic Church. She trembled as she looked around.

“What are we doing here, Jarod,” she whimpered as I dragged her through the festival. “This place is so… religious.”

Mom didn’t believe in God. Maybe that was why she was a cheating whore. I wasn’t sure I believed, either, but I really didn’t care as I headed toward the line to make unfaithful wives into bimbo-harlots.

I had heard about this Bimbo App, but I couldn’t figure out how to get it myself. Frankly, I just wanted to fuck my mother. She had big tits. She kept it tight. Probably because she was fucking more than Uncle Max.

“Honey,” she whimpered, “surely you want something else?”

“This is exactly what I want,” I said and headed for the priest. He had black hair and a goatee. He smiled as we approached. “Father, I need you to turn my mom into a bimbo!

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“What?” Mom gasped.

“It’s bishop,” he said and aimed the phone at me. “My, my, she’s a cheater.”

“I know,” I said. “I caught her. Now turn her so I can fuck the slut!”

“I am leaving, Jarod!” Mom hissed and tried to yank her arm out of my grip. “I will not have…” Her entire body shuddered. Her expression melted from disgust to this expression of pure empty-headed joy. She beamed down at me. “I wanna fucky my littley boy and make him into a man! You’re fourteeny! You need to fucky a woman! Your bimboy-mommy!”

“You have to bring her to church every Sunday,” the bishop said. “Or I’ll take her away from you.”

“Yesy yes, you have to listeny to Bishopy Mallory!” Mom said, nodding. “Ooh, ooh, let’s fucky!”

She kissed me.

I shuddered at Mom’s aggression. It was incredible as she pinned me against the wall. Incredible and, well, frankly frightening. I wasn’t expecting her to be so aggressive. Her tongue thrust to the back of my throat.

I groaned as I enjoyed it, though. It was amazing. Mom was kissing me. Her breasts pressed against my chest. She wore a tank top and shorts. My cock was so hard as she pressed against me. I kissed her, reveling in the incestuous moment.

Then she broke the kiss and moaned, “Ooh, ooh, let me see my littley boy’s biggie dick!”

“Mom,” I groaned as she dropped to her knees. “I’m not a little boy!”

“Yesy yes you are to me!” she said and yanked down my shorts and my boxers. My cock popped out, hard and eager. “My littley boy whom I lovey dovey so muchy much!”

Mom engulfed my cock.

I groaned as she worked her mouth up and down my cock. I was incredible to have her doing that. She swirled he tongue around my dick. It was an incredible rush to have her doing that. My eyes rolled back in my head as she did that.

It was incredible to have her working that hot mouth up and down on my rod. She suckled on me with passion. It was incredible to have her nursing so hard on my dick. She moaned around me, staring up at me.

“Shit,” I groaned.

She winked at me.

“Mom!” I groaned.

She loved my cock with her hot mouth. It was amazing to have Mom blowing me. I was in heaven. She suckled so hard on me. I groaned as she slurped on my dick. I would just dump my cum into her mouth. I could not wait.

It was better than jerking off to Mom to have her actually blowing me. It was a beautiful moment to have her working her mouth up and down my dick. She suckled on me with all that she had. I groaned as she did that.

It was fantastic.

Amazing.

“Mom!” I groaned.

She suckled and slurped on my dick. She worked her mouth up and down my dick. She blew me with all that she had. It was incredible to have her blowing me like that. I groaned as I hurtled toward the moment when I would cum.

“Mom!” I groaned.

She winked at me.

“You’re amazing!” I panted.

Mom squealed around my cock. Her tongue danced. She drove me wild with her wonderful sucking. My nuts twitched with the force of her suckling. She slurped on me, making such obscene sounds as she blew me.

The bishop just nodded as he watched. I couldn’t believe this was really happening. It was all true about the Bimbo App. I slid my fingers through her hair, enjoying the force of her suckling. She blew me with passion.

I loved every second of that hot mouth working up and down my dick. She suckled hard on me. My hands gripped a fistful of her hair. I hurtled closer and closer to the moment when I would dump my load into her mouth.

“Shit, Mom!” I groaned.

Her tongue stroked over my cock. She made me feel incredible. My nuts twitched as she suckled hard. Her cheeks hollowed. My mom was such a whore. She had to be cheating on Dad so much to be this good at sucking my dick.

“You’re such a whore, Mom!” I growled.

She nodded, slurping away at my dick.

“Just a fucking slut!” I groaned, my eyes squeezing shut. “Holy shit, Mom! I… Yes!”

I exploded into her mouth.

My cum shot into her mouth as rapture jolted through me. Ecstasy sparked through my mind as I dumped my load over and over into her sucking mouth. She gulped down my cum. I trembled, enjoying unloading for the first time into Mom’s mouth.

She gulped it all down, stars bursting across my vision. Fireworks went off as I unloaded my balls into her mouth. I stared down at her. Such joy shone in her eyes as I fed her my incestuous seed. She loved this so much.

It was incredible to dump my load into her mouth. I was glad for it. So happy that I dumped my cum into her. It was incredible. She slurped down my spunk. She swallowed it all. I groaned, erupting again and again.

“Fuck!” I groaned as I spurted all my cum into her mouth. “Mom!”

I erupted one last time into her mouth.

She swirled her tongue around my cock. She kept suckling on me. She slurped with all that she had on my dick. It was incredible to have her blowing me like that. She wanted to have all my cum even though I just erupted.

“Mom!” I groaned. “I want to blow my next load in your cunt. I want to fill your pussy with jizz.”

She popped her mouth off my cock and squealed, “Okey-dokey! I wanna have my littley boy’s jizzies in me!”

“So get naked!” I gasped.

She hopped to her feet and ripped off her tank top. This would be my first time to see her naked tits. She threw her tank top to the floor and reached behind her. She unhooked it and pulled the straps off her shoulders.

Her big tits spilled out.

I groaned at the sight of those big mounds. They were so soft, her nipples hard and pink. I cupped them. Kneaded them. My mom’s boobs were in my hands. She giggled as I played with them. My fingers sank into them.

“My littley boy loves his mommy’s hugey titties,” she squealed in joy.

“Yeah,” I breathed, awe washing through me. Real tits were in my hands.

My mom’s tits.

I dug my fingers into those large mounds. Shuddering for joy. Her brown hair framed her smiling face. She licked her lips, gathering up some of my cum. I could not believe this. I buried my face into her tits and rubbed back and forth.

I motorboated my mother.

It was amazing. They felt so incredible around my face. I breathed in her flowery scent, my dick so hard. She was wiggling. Squirming. My dick was so hard. I had to fuck her. I needed to be back in my mother’s pussy. I had to re-enter her and fuck her hard.

I pulled away from her and said, “Mom!”

She smiled at me, her shorts falling to her feet. “Yesy yes, my littley boy?”

“I need to fuck that pussy!” I groaned. “I need to fuck that cunt right now!”

“Yesy yes!” Mom shoved off her panties. She exposed a thick, brown bush. She bent over, her face rubbing into my chest as she shoved those down her thighs. “You have to fucky your mommy’s pussy and be all innie me! I needy it, Jarod! Mommies need their littley boys!”

“Fuck,” I groaned.

She rose, her panties off. I grabbed her and kissed her. I loved the feel of her naked body against mine. I wished I had my shirt off. I pressed her down to the grass, my cock throbbing. She stretched out beneath me, her big boobs jiggling.

I ripped off my shirt, kneeling between her legs. My cock thrust out hard. She grabbed it and pulled me to her brown bush. I shuddered as I leaned over her. She pressed me through her curls to the wet folds of her pussy.

“You have to fucky your mommy,” she cooed.

“I fucking do!” I groaned and thrust into my mom.

My eyes widened at the wet, silky heaven that engulfed me. Her snatch felt incredible. The taboo thrill of violating my mother washed through me. My nuts slapped into her taint. I was all the way in her. It was incredible.

Her pussy clamped down on me as I sank onto my elbows. Then I was lying on her. She wrapped me up in her arms and legs, holding me to her. I kissed my mother, not caring about the salty flavor of her lips, and drew back my dick.

Her pussy clung to my cock.

I moaned into her lips at the silky warmth of her pussy. I buried back into her incestuous depths. I savored her snatch around me. She groaned as I pumped away at her twat. I slammed into her again and again, reveling in this.

I thrust away at her, my nuts slapping into her taint. They brimmed with another load of cum. I would flood Mom’s snatch with my seed. She broke the kiss with me, gasping out in delight as I pumped away at her.

“Fucky your mommy’s pussy!” she moaned. “Ooh, ooh, such a biggie dick! My littley boy is hungy hung!”

“Yes!” I groaned, slamming into her. “Fuck, Mom!”

“Yesy yes, fucky your mommy!”

I slammed into her cunt hard. I buried my cock into her snatch, reveling in the silky grip of her hot flesh. She massaged the crown of my cock as she trembled against me. I loved the pillowy feel of her tits against my chest.

She held me tight as I fucked her cunt. She trembled beneath me as I rammed my cock into her pussy over and over again. I loved the feel of her hot pussy massaging me. I rushed toward that moment when I would cum in her.

Just dump my load into her.

“Fuck, Mom!” I groaned. “Fuck, fuck, that’s good!”

“So goody good!” she moaned. “Ooh, ooh, just fucky me so hardy!”

“Yes!” I growled.

I fucked her hard and fast. I plowed into her twat with everything that I had. She squeezed her twat down on me. She held me tight with that hot flesh. I groaned, savoring the feel of her about me. She gripped me.

Massaged me.

“Fuck, yes, Mom!” I groaned.

“You’re fuckying me so hardy!” she moaned. “Ooh, ooh, that’s itty it!”

I slammed into her, my balls tightening. The pressure grew and grew at the tip of my cock. I wanted to cum in my mother so badly. I had to flood her with my spunk. She squeezed down on me. It was incredible. Just so amazing to fuck my mother.

I churned up her pussy. Her hot cunt massaged me. I loved burying into her. She gasped out with such empty-headed joy. Her pussy clamped down on me. Her fingernails raked across my back as I fucked her hard.

“My littley boy!” squealed Mom, her pussy convulsing around my dick. “I lovey dovey my littley boy!”

“Mom!” I groaned, her forbidden pussy writhing around my dick. “Shit!”

“Cummy in your mommy!” she moaned as I pumped away at her spasming snatch.

I shuddered, the pressure at the tip of my dick hurtling toward that bursting point. My every thrust into her twat brought me closer. My nuts slapped into her taint as she trembled beneath me, her boobs rubbing against my chest. I hit that point of no return.

I buried to the hilt in my mother’s incestuous snatch and erupted.

“Mom!” I gasped.

“Yay!” she squealed as I flooded her womb with my seed.

Mom’s pussy spasmed around me as I grunted, dumping my load into her twat. She rippled around me. She spasmed with such wondrous passion. The taboo ecstasy shot through me. I grunted, stars flashing as Mom nursed at me.

I trembled on her, flooding her pussy with more and more blasts of my cum. It was incredible to flood her with all that I had. I loved it. Stars flashed across my vision. It was glorious to dump all that spunk into her twat.

“Mom! Mom!” I groaned. “Shit!”

“I knowy know!” she whimpered as she milked me dry.

I kissed my mother, erupting one last time into her pussy. She held me tight as I savored her incestuous twat writhing around me. I was in heaven. I was so glad that I brought her here to become a bimbo-whore.

My bimbo-whore!

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Priscilla-Bimbo Simpson

“Okay,” Bishopy Mallory said through the PA, “it’s time for the raffle! Everyone, gather by the stage!”

I trembled with all the antsypantsy eageryness to be raffled offy off. I quivered there beside three of the bimboy-nuns and one of the bimboy-whores. Bishopy Mallory smiled as he turned the handle on a large drum that made it all spinny.

“For the third-place prize,” he said, “a night with Mrs. Obermeyer!” He pointed to a redheaded bimboy-whore who was all giggleying. “You’ll get to take her to a hotel room and fuck her all night long.”

“Yay!” she squealedy.

He stopped turnying the drumy thingie and reached inside. He pulled out a ticket. “1995.”

“That’s me!” a teenage boy shouted and waved his ticket. He wore the uniform of some Cathylicky school. “Fuck, yeah!”

Missusy Obermeyer jumped for joyful joy.

Everyone was eagery for the next one. A threesome with the three nuns. They would get to enjoy them all nightie long. Everyone was here. In the back, all these Black men were standying all dangerous.

“1887,” said Bishopy Mallory, holding it up. “Who has 1887?”

“Shit, yeah,” a guy in his forties said. Tall and lean with a grizzled face. “Gonna enjoy me some nun pussy!”

The nuns all squealedy.

“Now for the grand prize,” said Bishopy Mallory. He pointed to me. “To permanently own Priscilla-Bimbo. A married woman and a complete whore before becoming a bimbo!”

“That’s me!” I squealed and jumpyed in the air.

“She will be your bimbo-slave for the rest of her life, happily doing whatever you want,” he continued.

“I willy will!” I was so eagery for it. I lickyed my lips.

Everyone was eager now. They all stared at the bishopy turnying the stupidy drumy. My pussy clenched, all wettie and eagery. People were holdying up their tickets. Some had strings of them. They bought so many of them.

The bishopy reached into the drumy thingie and pulled out a ticket.

My heart all poundyed so hardy.

“2117!” he announced.

Everyone was straying at their tickets until, at the back, one of the Black bikers roared. He thrust his arm up into the air. The rest of them were cheering. They marched forward, pushing through the crowd.

Bishopy Mallory grinned as the bikers marched forward, all ebony and strongy and dangerousy.

“Bitch,” the one with the ticket said as he handed it over to the bishopy, “You’re the Property of the Black Devils. Our club owns your fine, White ass!”

My pussy bursty with blissy joy. It was a bimboy dream come true.

To be continued…

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