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The Bimbo App ~ the Bimbo Nuns Spread

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Chapter 5: The Busty Bimbo Harlot Takes on Three Priests

Mind Control Sex Story: Chapter 5: The Busty Bimbo Harlot Takes on Three Priests - Father Mallory expands the reach of the futa-nuns!

Caution: This Mind Control Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Ma/ft   Fa/Fa   ft/ft   Fa/ft   Mind Control   Lesbian   Heterosexual   Cuckold   Slut Wife   Incest   Mother   Daughter   Gang Bang   Group Sex   Orgy   Anal Sex   Analingus   Cream Pie   Double Penetration   Exhibitionism   First   Facial   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Tit-Fucking   Voyeurism   Big Breasts  

Mrs. Patricia Simpson

I was so gladdy when Fathery Spencer pulled his cock out of my pussy. I was a bimboy-slutty whore now. Just so happy to be one. I grinned at the two priesty men who entered the church. They both were black shirts and black pants and those whitey collars.

They were so handsomey.

“Er...” Fathery Spencer said. “Bishop Mallory.”

“And this is Father Spiegal,” said Bishopy Mallory, pointing to the blond priest in his youngy twenties. The bishopy was youngy, too, with blacky hair and a goatee. He stared at me with such heaty lusty heat in his green eyes. “My, my, what is she wearing?”

“My lezzie dommynatrixy clothes!” I squealed, my boobs jiggling in my corset. It was all leathery, my biggie boobs about to pop out. My nipples were just showing. “I wore it to fucky Sistery Lily Abigail and make her into a lessybean and licky her pussy, but now I’m a bimboy-whore!”

“That’s Patricia-Bimbo,” said Fathery Spencer. He had his hand resting on the kneeling Sister Lily Abigail. Another cutie bimboy-nun was with him. “She came over to fuck my wife looking like that. One of my parishioners.”

Bishopy Mallory grinned from ear to ear. “She’s an eager slut.”

“Yesy yes!” I squealed. “I wanna fucky all your cocks like a hugey bimboy-slutty whore!”

“Damn,” groaned Father Spiegal. He licked his lips. “I can’t believe you claimed a protestant church.”

“Through the wife,” said Bishopy Mallory, nodding to Sister Lily Abigail. “Your wife has an amazing pussy.”

“Yeah,” Father Spencer said. He was a tall man with brown hair and a big dick that I lovey loved so muchy much. He didn’t sound happy. “What are you doing here, Bishop Mallory?”

“You’re one of my churches,” said the bishopy. He looked around. “I have to be here to make sure things are working out. Which they are. Your first bimbo-nun and your first bimbo-harlot. Things are off to a great start.”

“They would be bettery if I had your dick in me, Bishopy Mallory!” I squealed, bouncying in place. “Righty right, Fathery Spencer?” I glanced back at my new priest.

“Yes,” he croaked, his wife kissing at his cock. The bimboy-nun was so sexy in her little corset that showed off her cutie boobies. They were roundy and nicey.

“That sounds perfect,” said Bishopy Mallory as he strode forward through the entrancey room to the worship hall. “We’ll have to put the confessional somewhere. Yes, yes, you need to be fucking the wives who come in for confessions, and the men will need to fuck your nuns and harlots.”

“The LCMS owns this church,” said Fathery Spencer. That was a biggie name for some dummy sinnyod or someything out of Missyouri. “I don’t see how you’re going to do all that.”

“I think you’ll find that the deed to this church was transferred to me,” said Bishopy Mallory.

“This is boringy stuffy stuff,” I said, “I need dicks in me. Biggie dicks in all my naughty holes.”

“Yes, you do,” said Bishopy Mallory. He pulled off his white collar and unbuttoned his shirt. “Follow, whore.”

I crawledy after him, my pussy all drippying with Fathery Spencer’s cummies. I lickyed my lips, all excitedy as I crawled after Bishopy Mallory. He pulled off his black shirt as he walkied forward, revealing his handsomey back. I was so eagery to fucky him.

He reached the fronty of the church where Fathery Spencer gave all his boringy sermons. I loveyed to sinny sin, so hearying him all whinying about it was so sucky. I was so happy to see something interestying up here.

He unzippied his pants and shoved them off. A biggie dick appeared. I whimperyed in delighty joy. He smiled at me as I stared at his hugey rod. I lickyed my lips, so hungry for his thicky shaft in me. My pussy all clenched.

“Father Spencer, have you fucked this slutty wife in the ass yet?” Bishopy Mallory asked.

“No, I have not,” said Fathery Spencer. My priesty sounded so eager.

“That sounds like such funny fun, honey,” Sister Lily Abigail squealed. “You should all fucky her buttyhole. Yay!”

“Yesy yes, Fathery Spencer,” whimpered the other nun, the cutie Sister Daisy Carol.

“Good,” said the commandy Bishopy Mallory. He sank onto the dais, lying on his backy. His cock all thrusty uppy into the air. He shook it. “Well, Patricia-Bimbo?”

I gaspyed for joy and crawled to him. More cummies ran down my thighs to the tops of my thighy-high stockyings. I straddlyed him and grippyed his huge dick. I pressyed in into my cheaty cunt. I loveyed cuckoldying my hubby. Usually with women, but now I wanted all the cocks in me.

“Yay!” I squealedy and plunged my cheaty cunt down Bishopy Mallory’s dick. “That’s so goody!”

My biggie boobs jiggledy. He growlyed in hungry joy as my hottie pussy took all his thicky rod. I squeezedy down on him, moaning in delighty bliss. I squirmyed as Fathery Spencer moved in behind me. My priest’s hugey dick thrusty out before him.

“Buggery me, Fathery Spencer,” I whimpered. “I wanna have your thicky cock in my buttyhole.” I reachyed behind me and pulledy my butty-cheeks apart.

“Damn,” he groaned and knelt behind me. “You’ve turned me into a horny bastard.”

“I know,” said Bishop Mallory. “Damn, that’s good, Patricia-Bimbo. You’re a slut!”

“I ammy am!” I squealed.

Then Fathery Spencer’s cock, all wettie from my pussy, pressedy into my butty-crack. He foundy my asshole and thrusty against my backydoor. I gasped, my cunty clamping on Bishopy Mallory’s thicky rod. Fathery Spencer hugged me and pushed on my analy ring.

“Fuck!” he growled as he drillyed against me. “That’s fucking good. I’m going to bugger you, fucking slut! You’re a dirty whore, Patricia-Bimbo!”

“I ammy am!” I squealedy as my assyhole swallowedy his cock.

He sliddy into my buttyhole. I had two dicks in my naughty holes. I was such a bimboy-slutty whore. I smiled, squirming there. More and more of Fathery Spencer’s cock sanky into my backydoor. Just so many biggie inches of him.

“Shit,” he growled. “Shit, shit, shit.”

“That’s so goody!” I whimpered as he bottomyed out in me. “Ooh, ooh, I lovey dovey having two cocks in me.”

“How about three?” Fathery Spiegal demanded.

“Yesy yes!” I squealedy as the blond priest appeared before me, his cock all thrustying out before him. I opened my mouth so widey.

I swallowedy his cock.

“Shit,” he growled. “That’s it, bimbo-whore. Suck my dick!”

I suckyed his dick and sliddy my cunty hole up Bishopy Mallory’s cock. I had a cock stuffyed in all my holes like a goody whore. Fathery Spencer drew back his dick. My assyhole melted around his thick shaft. It was so amazeying.

He thrusty back into me as I plungedy down Bishopy Mallory’s cock. I suckyed on Fathery Spiegal’s thicky rod. His salty precum all fillyed my mouth. I moanyed for joy, slurpying on him as I pleasured all of the priests.

I was such a goody bimboy-whore.

“Fucking bimbo-slut, Patricia,” grunted Fathery Spencer as he hammered my bowels. “Shit, take it!”

I tooky it.

I rode Bishopy Mallory with my juicy cunty hole. I sliddy that silky snatch uppy and downy his cock. The goody heat swirledy through my nethers. Fathery Spencer fuckyed me hard, adding this velvety goodyness to all the joyful bliss in my twat.

Fathery Spiegal’s cock in my mouth was just my desserty treat.

“Fuck, that’s it,” he growled, stroking his fingers through my blondie hair. “Cheating whore! Suck my dick!”

My cheeks hollowyed as I nurseyed on his thicky rod. I bobbyed my head, workying my lips uppy and downy his shaft. I moanyed around his dick, my tongue all swirlying about his spongy crown. The salty goodyness of his precum soaked my tongue.

What a treaty treat.

I plungedy my cunt down Bishopy Mallory’s cock, my clitty burstying with sparks. I squealedy for joy. Fathery Spencer grunted as he fuckyed my buttyhole. He buried into my assyhole with his thicky rod. He fuckyed me so hardy.

So fasty.

I rodey Bishopy Mallory just as fasty. I workyed my cunty hole uppy and downy his cock as that hugey dick fuckyed my assyhole. I suckyed on Fathery Spiegal’s dick, nursying on the blond priest’s wondermus shaft.

“Dirty whore!” groaned Father Spiegal. His fingers sliddy through my blondie hair. “Keep sucking. I’m going to flood your mouth with cum.”

“Yes!” growled Fathery Spence as he thrusty into my analy sheath. “Goddamn whore, take it! Fucking cheating on your husband! Wanting to seduce my wife into lesbian sin! You’re a disgusting slut, Patricia-Bimbo!”

“Your disgusting slut!” growled Bishopy Mallory as I sliddy my cunty hole uppy and downy his awesomey cock. “She’s going to cum on our dicks. Your whore, Father Spencer. You own her ass!” He diddy did.

I squeezedy my bowels down his thrustying dick, my assyhole all meltying around his thicky shaft. I hurtled toward my orgasmy bliss. I plungedy my cunt down that thicky shaft. I tooky all of him and squealedy for joyful joy.

All that pleasure busty through me.

My orgasm all swepty through me. My holes spasmyed around their cocks. I suckyed hardy on Fathery Spiegal’s cock. I nursedy on him as he growled. His hands grippyed the sides of my head. My pussy writhed around Bishopy Mallory’s dick as Fathery Spencer fuckyed my writhing assyhole.

“Goddamn!” roared Bishopy Mallory.

He erupted.

All his wondermus jizzies flooded my cheaty cunt. I loveyed having more cummies in my sloppy snatch. My pussy spasmyed around him. Stars twinkled before me. I whimperyed in joy, suckying on that biggie dick.

“Yes!” Fathery Spiegal growled.

His salty jizzies spurted into my mouth. I gulpied them down as Fathery Spencer hammered my assyhole. I writhyed around him, more ecstasy floodying through my body. It was so goody. So greaty. I whimperyed through all the blissy joy.

“Goddamn fucking whore, Patricia-Bimbo!” he roared and buried into my assyhole.

More jizzies floodyed my body.

Three cocks all spurtyed into me at the samey time. It was maggyfent. Just so maggyfent to have all that wondermus cummies spurtying into me. My assyhole milkyed one cock while my pussy suckyed at another. I gulpied down jizzies.

Salty and dellyicious jizzies.

More and more cummies spurtyed into my three holes. I trembled through all the goody bliss. My pussy and assyhole milkyed the two cocks. They both filled me with so much jizzies. Fathery Spiegal grunted, eruptying one lasty time into my mouth.

“Damn,” he grunted.

I poppyed my mouth off his thicky cock and moaned, “So damny! We’re all damny sinnyers. Yay!”

“Fuck,” panted Fathery Spencer as he pulled his cock out of my asshole. His cummies drippyed out. “You’re such a fucking dumb slut, Patricia-Bimbo.”

“Yesy yes!” I squealed.

“Am I a dummy-slut?” whimpered Sister Lily Abigail. “I wanna be that, Fathery Hubby.”

“You sure are,” Father Spencer groaned. “This is all fucked up, Bishop Mallory. What you’ve done.”

“You accepted it,” he said. “Why don’t you go suck the father’s cock clean of that ass, Patricia-Bimbo. You and his wife. That’ll make him feel better.”

“Shit,” Father Spencer groaned. “You fucked my wife!”

“I did,” Bishop Mallory said with pride as I sliddy off his cock. “I fucked her hard. I dumped my cum into her cunt. I could have kept her, but I sent her back to you. She’s your personal bimbo-nun. I won’t touch her again. I have enough married women to fuck. And cute nuns. Like that one. What’s your name, cutie?”

“Sistery Daisy Carol!” the fourteeny-year-old bimboy nun said.

“Come over here and suck my dick while Father Spiegal fucks you from behind, Sister Daisy Carol,” Bishopy Mallory said, rising to his feet. “The whore left my cock soaked in her juices.”

“Yummy!” squealed the littley girl.

“Damn,” Fathery Spencer said.

“That’s right,” Bishopy Mallory said. “You’ll recruit more bimbo-nuns. More bimbo-harlots like that whore there. You’ll have a great time. You have good tastes. An underage slut for a nun right off the bat. Yeah, you were aching for her.”

“I was,” Fathery Spencer croaked. “Shit.”

“Lets sucky my hubby’s cock all cleany of your assyhole,” said Sister Lily Abigail. “Won’t that be funny fun?”

“Yes!” I squealedy as I reached him. I knelt besidey the bimboy-nun. “Will you cummy on our cuties faces?”

“Fucking whore,” he grunted. “Yes!”

Both of us squealedy for joy and leanyed in. We lickyed up his thicky shaft. The sourmus flavor of my assyhole was so goody. I moanyed at the dellyicious taste. I reachyed his tippy top with his wifey. Our tongues stroked over this crown and met.

We were kissying.

I moaned, so gladdy to makey out with the sexy bimboy-nun. I had desired to make her all lessybean for so longy long. Now we were kissying like goody whores, a cock throbbying besidey us that we had to pleasey.

She broke the kiss and moaned, “We have to sucky my hubby’s cock!”

“Yes!” I purred.

We lickyed up his shafty again. It was so goody. The earthy flavor of my backydoor made me shivery. I wanted to licky her assyhole, too. I bet she tasted so naughty backy there. Our tongues all met and we kissyed again.

“Shit,” groaned Fathery Spencer. His hands rested on our heads. “That’s so fucking hot!”

“Yes!” grunted Fathery Spiegal behind us. “Shit, shit, she’s got a tight, young cunt.”

Sister Lily Abigail brokey our kiss and swallowed her hubby’s cock. Fathery Spencer groaned as her pinky lips sliddy down his dick. Mine were better for cocky-suckying. They were all plumpy. My pussy drippyed juices as I watchyed her blowying him.

She bobbyed her head, workying her mouth all uppy and downy his cock. She blewy him with such passion. He groaned as she did that, his hands all tightenying on my head. The slutty nun all suckyed on him.

“I wanna do that, too!” I whimpered. “Share! Pleasey please!”

The bimboy-nun ripped her mouth off his cock and gasped, “Yesy yes! Sucky on my hubby’s dirty dick!”

I engulfyed his cock.

The soury flavor of my assyhole filled my mouth. I squealed for joyful joy. He was just so goody in my mouth. I suckyed hard on him. I nursedy on him with passion. My tongue all dancyed around his thicky rod.

“Shit, that’s it!” he growled. “That’s fucking it. Just like that!”

I bobbyed my head. I sliddy my lips uppy and downy his cock. My tongue all swishyed about his dirty dick. The soury flavor my assyhole was all fadying. I loveyed that flavor, but his wifey was all whimperying beside me.

“Share! Share!” she begged. “I wanna sucky on him, too!”

I popped my mouthy off and squealed, “Sucky on him!”

“Shit, yes,” groaned Fathery Spencer as his wife suckyed on his rod. “That’s it! Shit, you two are such bimbo-whores! Just a pair of sluts!”

I beamyed up at him. “That’s so sweetie of you to say!”

“Fuck!” he growled.

His wifey suckyed hard on him. She workyed her mouth uppy and downy his cock. Her pinky lips massagedy him. He groaned, his face all twisting with pleasure. Such a handsomey priest. The sucky sounds she made were so naughty.

Then it was my turny turn.

I engulfyed his dick and suckyed so hardy on him. I didn’t taste my soury musk, just his salty cum. I moaned, my tongue all swirlying around his rod. He savored what I diddy to him. It was so much fun to blow him like this.

To lovey him.

His salty precummies were so yummy.

Sistery Lily Abigail and I all tradyed him backy and forthy. He groanyed as we blewy him. My plumpy lips massaged his cock when I suckyed on him. Then his wife tooky over. He grippyed my head with his strongy hand.

“Shit, shit, shit,” he groaned.

Drooly ran down my chin as my plumpy lips poppyed off his cock with a wet smack. “Will you cummy on our faces!”

His wifey moaned around his thicky cock as she blew h

im. “I will,” he growled. “Keep sucking, sluts!”

We did.

Backy and forthy. We loveyed his cock. He was so thicky and so tasty. My pussy was burnying so hottie as we tradyed him. His dick all throbbyed in my hand. I strokyed him as I suckyed on him. And when his wifey blewy him.

His growls grew louder. He was gettying so closey to burstying on our faces. I wanted to be all drenchied in his cummies like a porny star whore. I suckyed on him when it was my turn so hardy hard. His precummies were so salty.

The youngy nun squealed behind us.

“Shit!” Fathery Spiegal growled. “That’s it, whore. Fuck!”

“Flood her cunt,” growled Bishopy Mallory. “Oh, you sucking slut. That’s it. Take my cum!”

“Shit!” growled Fathery Spencer. “I’m going to cum! I’m going to cum on your faces, whores!”

I rippyed my mouth off his cock and moaned, “Cummy all over our faces!”

“Yesy yes!” Sistery Lily Abigail gaspyed beside me. “Jizz on us, Fathery Hubby!”

I fistyed his cock, my cheek all pressedy against the bimboy-nun’s. I stared at his cock, strokying his cock. Precummies dripped from the slip. This was itty it. I opened my mouth wide and closedy my eyes.

He eruptyed.

“Fuck!” he roared and dumpyed his cummies on my face.

His jizzies splashed over my lips and nose. Across my cheeks and forehead. I caughty his yummy cummies on my tongue. The salty delight swept through my mouth. I moanyed in delighty joy as I fistyed his spurtying rod.

“Fucking whores,” he growled. “My little bimbo-sluts!”

“We are!” his wifey squealed.

“Yesy yes!” I moaned.

He sprayed us down his cummies. So much jizzies splashed on my face. I loveyed it so much. The salty taste filled my mouth. He eruptyed more and more. I loveyed all that hot cummies running over my cheeks and forehead. He coatyed my plumpy lips in his seed.

“Goddamn,” he grunted and eruptyed one lasty time. “Fuck!”

I opened my eyes and beamed. I turned to find Sistery Lily Abigail all soakyed in his cummies. The pearly jizzies ran down her cheeks and nose. She lickyed her lips and gatheryed it up. I leaned in and lappied up more of the glorimus jizzies.

I loveyed the salty flavor of them. I kissyed his wife.

We shared them.

I loveyed passying the salty cummies backy and forthy. We shared his jizzies as we kissed. He panted over us. I loveyed this moment. When the spunk ran out, we lickyed up more from each other’s faces.

Then we shared it againy and againy.

I loveyed how our tongues played together, all coated in spunkies. The salty cummies made this so exciting. I whimperyed with my joyful joy as I madey out with her. She moaned as we kissyed and sharyed his cums.

“I was thinking of holding a fete,” said the Bishopy Mallory. “A fundraiser and way to raise awareness of our bimbo churches.”

“What?” Father Spencer said.

“Yes, yes,” said Bishopy Mallory. “We can even have a raffle. Someone could win a bimbo-harlot.”

I broke the kiss with Sistery Lily Abigail and squealed out, “Auctiony me off! Yesy yes! Pleasey please, auctiony me off!”

Bishopy Mallory grinned at me and said, “Sure, Patricia-Bimbo!”

I was so happy. I would be soldy off as a bimboy-prize. Yay!


Father Thomas Spencer

A fete and a raffle.

Those ideas resonated in my mind the next day as I had to continue recruiting women to be bimbos. I had a church to corrupt. Patricia was already hard at work. She was getting fucked in the worship hall by the men’s group, just happy getting gangbanged by every guy she could.

I was in my office with my wife. She wasn’t ever going near the orgy. I wasn’t letting another man touch her. It still pissed me off that Bishop Mallory had fucked her, but there was nothing to be done about that now. It was over.

A knock came at the door.

“Come in,” I said, my phone at the ready.

Maxine Carver entered. She was a married Black woman. According to my wife, Maxine had cheated on Javon and was scared to tell her husband. That meant I could turn her into a bimbo-harlot with the App.

“What did you...” She trailed off as she stared at my wife with her tits out. A strangled groan rose in Maxine’s throat.

I aimed the phone at her. A prompt appeared on my screen:

Bimbofy Maxine Carver into your church’s Bimbo Harlot?

Beneath it were the two choices, YES and NO.

“What is going on?” she demanded. “Why are you—”

I tapped YES.

Instantly, the expression on Maxine’s face changed. She wasn’t shocked, she was happy. Her mocha-brown features melted into such emptied-headed joy. She clapped her hands, the bracelets she wore on her right wrist clattering.

 
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