Chapter 28: Busty Arab Wife’s Bimbo Desire

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

I smiled down at Mommy Hosni and my mother kneeling before me. Mommy Hosni, applying to become a bimbo-cook, had proven herself to be a dirty slut. Wearing a black hijab wrapped around her face and hair, and nothing else, she looked so sexy there. Her dusky skin was a lighter hue than my golden-brown skin. She had dark eyes and big, heavy breasts.

Her husband had told me to suckle on her breasts until I felt like I was her son. Well, I had done that, then fucked her hard in all her holes, including her asshole. I had just dumped a big load into her bowels. Now my dick was dirty. Her husband had left her alone with me thinking nothing would happen since my mother was here.

But my mom was a bimbo-whore.

“You wanted me...” The husband trailed off as she witnessed his wife kneeling naked—well, she had on her modest hijab—alongside my nude mother. “Ya Ibn el Sharmouta!”

I had no idea what it meant, but the angry swear needed no translation. I smiled at him and said, “You wanted her to feel like a mother to me. Well, see how I treat my mother.”

“My biggie son has such a hugey cock that I lovey dovey in my pussy!” Mom squealed before licking up my shaft.

“It’s amazing, Al-Hasan,” Mommy Hosni, her new nickname, purred.

Al-Hasan Ahmad watched his wife licking up my dirty cock, too. It felt so good to have her stroking up my cock. I loved it. She climbed up and up my shaft. Her tongue bathed me. I groaned at the heat of her tongue as she reached my pinnacle. She stroked over my crown. It was amazing.

A wave of heat shot through me. I groaned, my eyes rolling back in my head as Mr. Ahmad stared at me with shock. His wife purred and began kissing my mother. They were savoring the dirty taste of Mommy’s Hosni’s asshole.

God, the Arab MILF was a whore. She cucked him all the time.

“Your wife is going to fit right in here,” I said as Mommy Hosni and my mom nuzzled back into my base. They licked up me again. “Yes, yes, she’ll be perfect to be one of my bimbo-whores!”

“But ... but...” Mr. Ahmad just stared in disbelief as his wife and my mother reached the tip of my cock. “She’s ... I...”

I winked at him then groaned as his wife swallowed my dirty dick. “Damn!”

Mommy Hosni worked that hot mouth up and down my rod. She suckled on me, blowing me and cleaning my cock with her wonderful passion. She knew what she was doing. She would be making me cum so hard. I could not wait for that burst of delight.

She suckled on me as he husband watched. It was so hot having the cuck staring at me as his wife worked her mouth up and down my cock. She suckled on me with all that she had. It was just so good to have her doing that.

“Damn, that’s good,” I groaned.

“Yesy yes, sucky my son’s biggie cock, Mommy Hosni!” Mom groaned. “Ooh, ooh, I wanna sucky him, toosies!”

Mommy Hosni ripped her mouth off my cock and groaned, “Enjoy!”

“Yay!” squealed Mom before she engulfed my cock.

“Fuck, I love having my mom suckle me clean, Mr. Ahmad.” My grin broadened. “Both my mothers now. Right, Mommy Hosni.”

“I love sucking your big dick, Mister Ken,” she moaned. “You feel just like my son!”

I winked at her as that hot mouth suckled on my cock. I savored every wonderful second of that sweet mouth working up and down my cock. It was just a delight. I groaned, hurtling toward that moment when I would cum. Just have a huge burst of jizz that would flood her mouth.

She nursed on me with her wonderful mouth. She worked up and down me. She suckled with passion. I groaned, savoring everything that she did to me. I would have a huge climax. Just erupt into her mouth. She nursed hard on me.

“Let Mommy Hosni have a turn,” I panted.

“Yes,” the Arabic MILF said, her big tits jiggling. Her hijab framing her face only added to how sexy she looked. “I have to suck your son’s big dick.”

Mom ripped her mouth off my dick and moaned, “Then suckley on him, Mommy Hosni!” Mom turned to Mr. Ahmad. “Your wifey’s such a cocky-hungry slutty-wife!”

“Yes,” Mommy Hosni moaned before she engulfed my cock.

She suckled so hard, her tongue buffing me clean.

“Fuck,” I groaned. “Oh, fuck, that’s good. That’s just so fucking good!”

The married MILF moaned around my dick. She suckled with passion on me. I savored every second of her doing that. She bobbed her head, working her mouth up and down my rod. She suckled on me with all that she had. It was so good to have her doing that.

I loved every second of her wonderful mouth polishing my pole. The sexy MILF nursed hard on my dick. She worked up and down me fast. She nursed on me with all that she had. It was so good to have her doing that.

I groaned, savoring that hot mouth nursing on me. She suckled with passion.

Then she popped her mouth off and moaned, “This man has a cock, Al-Hasan!”

“Hosni,” he whimpered, his tough act evaporated.

My bimbo-mommy engulfed my cock.

“Fuck!” I grunted.

It was amazing to have my sexy mom doing that. I groaned at the warmth of her mouth. It was fantastic. I loved every second of her nursing on me. She worked that hot mouth up and down my dick. She suckled on me with all her might.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned. “I love having my mothers suck my dick.”

“Glad to be your mommy,” Mommy Hosni cooed as Mom bobbed her head. “And to be your bimbo-cook.”

I winked at her.

Mom suckled hard on me, publishing my cock clean. She worked that hot mouth up and down my dick. She nursed on me with all that she had. It was so good to have her blowing me like that. I groaned, savoring that wonderful mouth nursing on me.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned, savoring that mouth. “Damn, that’s good. That’s just so good!” The mouth suckling on my dick moaned in agreement. It was an incredible rush to have her nursing on me. She brought me closer and closer to cumming. Then they switched. Mommy Hosni took over. She loved me with passion, her hijab rustling.

“Damn, damn, damn!” I groaned.

“Cummy on our faces, Mistery Keone!” Mom purred, her eyes burning hot.

“Getting there,” I grunted. “Fuck!”

Mommy Hosni popped her mouth off my dick and groaned, “Yes, yes, cum on our faces, Mister Ken! Won’t that be hot, Al-Hasan?”

The cuck just moaned.

Mom bobbed her head, nursing on my cock. She loved me with her hot tongue, the pressure in my nuts growing and growing. Then Mommy Hosni took back over. She suckled hard on me. She nursed on me with all that passion, working her mouth up and down my rod.

I would have a huge explosion.

They switched.

I groaned, enjoying my mother’s incestuous mouth suckling on my cock. She nursed on me with passion. I loved it. They traded again. One hot mouth popped off and the other took over. I rose toward that moment when I would cum. Just spray their faces.

Mommy Hosni nursed hard on me.

Mom suckled on me with all her incestuous passion.

The two MILFs passed me back and forth. It was just a fantastic rush to have one sexy MILF then the other working her hot mouth up and down my cock. Their soft lips massaged me. Their tongues swirled around the crown of my cock, driving me closer and closer to cumming.

“Shit,” I groaned. “I’m about to erupt! Fuck, that’s good!”

Mommy Hosni popped off my dick and moaned, “Cum on our faces, Mister Ken!”

“Yesy yes,” squealed Mom. “Hosey us down!”

Mommy Hosni’s hand pistoned up and down my cock. Her husband stared with hot, shame-filled eyes. That wonderful hand engulfed the crown of my cock. The pleasure shot down my shaft to my nuts. The pressure burst.

I erupted.

“Fuck, yes!” I groaned as I sprayed across their motherly faces. “That’s it!”

The pleasure slammed through me. Stars flashed across my vision as I dumped my load onto their faces. They both thrust out their eager tongues. My pearly spunk sprayed across their brown features. I drenched them in my seed.

I marked them as mine.

“I own them!” I groaned. “I own my mothers!”

“Mister Ken!” moaned Mommy Hosni.

“Yesy yes, you owny your bimboy-mommy!” Mom squealed.

“Fuck,” breathed Mr. Ahmad as he watched me erupting.

I soaked the two MILFs in my jizz. I coated them in my cum, the pleasure slamming through me. I grunted with each blast of cum. I hosed them down, the ecstasy slamming through me. It felt so good to have all that pleasure rushing through me.

I enjoyed every second of spurting my cum. I soaked their features in my jizz. I fired a last blast, my pearly seed soaking into Mommy Hosni’s hijab and Mom’s hair. I made a mess on them, savoring this rush.

I smiled from ear to ear. The two turned and attacked each other. They licked up my cum. I enjoyed it, the cuck watching on. It was such a hot sight. I was in heaven here. Just so glad I could watch them licking spunk off each other’s faces.

They kissed and passed the cum back and forth.

“Damn,” I breathed. “That’s hot, right?”

The cuck nodded.

I smiled and grabbed my phone. I was ready to hire Mommy Hosni, but I had to wait for her to finish sharing my cum with my mother. I wasn’t about to interrupt their fun. They were sharing my cum back and forth, just having so much fun.

They licked my pearly spunk off each other’s features. It was so hot to watch. My dick was hard as they kissed again, swapping my jizz back and forth. They traded it with each other. I loved the way they made out. It was just so hot to witness.

“Damn,” I groaned as they finished.

I aimed my phone and the prompt appeared.

Bimbofy Hosni Ahmad and hire her for your resort?

I hit YES.

Mommy Hosni changed. Her smile grew, dimpling her cheeks. Her eyes grew glossy. Not a hint of a real thought appeared in her mind. She clapped her hands together and squealed in delight, her tits bouncing and heaving.

“I’m a bimboy-slut!” she gasped.

“You are!” gasped Mom.

I smiled as the next prompt appeared.

Please Select her Role! Bimbo-Cook

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

I chose the only option left, Bimbo-Cook, and hit YES to confirm my choice.

An apron appeared on Mommy Hosni, tied back behind her. She kept her hijab though. I smiled at that. It must be part of her uniform. My dick was so hard. I was eager to breastfeed from her and taste real breast milk this time.

My phone vibrated.

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

YES or NO

I hit YES of course.

A blue jumpsuit with “Cuck” on the nametag appeared on Mr. Ahmad. He blinked and smiled at me. He was fully on board with this. I sank down into my chair and smiled at Mommy Hosni. She had those aprons.

“Time to breastfeed me, Mommy Hosni!” I said.

“Yippee yay!” she squealed and scrambled up into my lap. She grabbed my cock and pressed me into her twat. I shuddered at the feel of her shaved pussy against my dick. She plunged her pussy down my rod. “Now you can breastyfeedy from me like my real son, Mistery Ken!”

“That’s right,” I said, grabbing her uniform and squeezing it between her boobs. They popped out, her nipples dripping with breast milk. I latched onto her right one and suckled.

Sweet, creamy breast milk flooded my mouth. It was so good. I gulped it down. I swallowed every last drop of it. she moaned, her pussy squeezing down on me. It was so good to gulp down her motherly delight. She slid her pussy up my dick.

Fuck, that was good.

I swallowed her rich and creamy breast milk as she rode me. That hot snatch worked up and down me. The married MILF squeezed her juicy twat around my dick as she nursed me. She held my head to her breast, cradling me as she rode me.

“Yesy yes, Mistery Ken,” she moaned. “I lovey dovey your hugey rod. It makes my pussy feel all goody and greaty and goody!”

“Cummy on my son, Mommy Hosni!” Mom groaned.

“I willy will, Mommy Kamalani!” the Arab MILF moaned as she rode me.

Milk gushed from her nipple every time I suckled. I loved that delight. It was so good to drink that delight. She tasted so good as she worked her cunt up and down my dick. She plunged down me. It was just fantastic to have her doing that.

I squeezed her butt-cheeks, her fat nipple feeling so amazing in between my lips. I gulped down her wonderful milk. I savored that delight. She plunged her snatch down my cock. She rode me fast and hard, her pussy gripping me.

She held me with that hot snatch. It was so good to have her riding me. I loved every second of it. “Ooh, ooh, I lovey dovey your hugey cock!” moaned Mommy Hosni, her pussy sliding up my rod. “You’re so much bettery than my hubby’s littley prickly rod!” She plunged down me.

“Yes, yes, better,” her husband groaned as he watched. Such a cuck. I loved it.

I moaned around her nipple, my fingers squeezing into her butt-cheeks. I held her tight as she rode me. I loved the feel of that hot cunt sliding up and down my dick. It was just a beautiful thing. She gripped my dick with her hot flesh. I gulped down more and more of her breast milk.

The creamy, motherly delight filled my stomach. The warmth washed through my body as she rode me. She worked that hot twat up and down my cock as fast as she could. It was just a wonderful moment. I hurtled closer and closer to cumming.

My nuts tightened.

That hot pussy slid up me faster and faster. Mommy Hosni gripped me with her silky snatch, massaging me. She moaned, holding me to her tit. Her nipple shifted in my mouth. I gulped down every drop of that wonderful breast milk I could.

“Ooh, ooh, that’s it,” she moaned. “Breastyfeed from me, Mistery Ken! Breastyfeed as I enjoy that hugey dick!”

“Such a hugey dick,” Mom moaned. “I lovey dovey ridying his massivey dick!”

“Yes!” squealed the MILF as she plunged down me again.

The silky rhythm of her pussy riding my dick brought me closer and closer to cumming. I gripped her rump. I held her tight, hurtling toward that moment when I could cum. I would have a huge climax. Just spurt all that cum into her pussy. It would be incredible. I loved this moment. The pressure built in me. I hurtled toward that moment of my climax.

She gripped me with that hot flesh. She held me tight with it. It was a fantastic rush to have her working up and down me. I groaned, savoring that heat swelling and swelling in me. It was a fantastic rush to have her riding me.

She massaged me with that hot cunt as she breastfed me.

“Ooh, ooh, ooh,” she moaned, plunging her snatch down my cock. “I lovey dovey you, Mistery Ken! Yay!”

Her pussy went wild.

I groaned around her nipple as her cunt convulsed around my dick. She suckled at me. I suckled hard, filling my mouth with her girl-cum. I enjoyed it so much. I gulped down that wonderful and creamy delight. I savored it as...

I erupted.

“Fuck!” I moaned, ripping my mouth from her nipple. I spurted my cum into her pussy. “Shit, shit, shit!”

“Yesy yes, filly my pussy with all your cummies, Mistery Ken!” Mommy Hosni gasped.

“Filly her all uppy up!” Mom squealed, clapping her hands.

“Yes,” the cuck groaned.

I spurted into that hot pussy again and again. I loved that pleasure slamming through me. It was just fantastic to have it shooting through my mind. I savored every second of that hot pussy writhing around me. I dumped more and more blasts of my cum into her pussy.

I flooded her with all my spunk. It was so good to have that ecstasy slamming through me. The pleasure hammered my mind. I groaned with each spurt of cum that I fired into her snatch. It was a fantastic rush to have all that cum flooding her twat. She milked me dry.

“Yes,” I groaned.

“Ooh, ooh, ooh, that was so goody!” she squealed, her pussy rippling around my dick. “I’m one of your bimboy-cooks!”

“Yes, you are,” I said before she kissed me.

Damn, I loved this app.

Chip Ronald

“I just have to, er, fix this,” the man in the jumpsuit said. His nametag read “Cuck.” He followed in Mrs. Yates, the bimbo-maid who brought my luggage up to my room.

“Thank you, honey,” cooed the bimbo-maid.

The cuck nodded and just ... stood in the corner.

He wanted to watch.

Fuck, this resort was so amazing.

“Bend over, Mrs. Yates, I have to fuck that cunt!”

“Okey-dokey, guesty-poo!” she cooed and bent over my bed, her short and lacy skirt riding up to expose her rump and a thick, brown bush covering her married pussy. “Fucky me so hardy!”

“Yes,” her cuck groaned as he watched, rubbing at his hardon. He was ready to watch me fuck his wife.

Damn, this was hot.

I dropped to my knees behind Mrs. Yates and fished my cock out of my shorts. The concierge had let me fuck her, too. Bimbos were so amazing I nuzzled my cock into Mrs. Yates’s furred muff. Her wet curls tickled my crown. I found the wet folds of her cunt.

I thrust.

I buried into the married bimbo-maid’s cunt while her husband stared on. He even groped himself. What a cuck. I grinned at him as I savored his wife’s tight snatch around me. Mrs. Yates moaned, her pussy clamping down around me. It was so great.

I could even fuck her in the ass.

Well, one thing at a time.

I drew back my cock and she squealed, “Oh, hubby, the guesty-poo’s got such a greaty big dick that I lovey dovey!”

I slammed back into her and grunted, “Damn straight! Love my cock while your pathetic husband watches!”

“I lovey dovey it, guesty-poo!” she moaned.

I savored it was delicious to fuck away at her pussy. I pounded her cunt with all that I had. I fucked into her twat with force. I plowed into her again and again, reveling in every last second of this. It was just a joy to pound her.

I fucked her hard and fast. I thrust into her snatch again and again. I loved her cunt gripping my cock. I savored her pussy massaging my rod. She moaned and gasped as I fucked her. I pounded her with everything that I had.

I treasured every second of burying into her twat. I fucked her good and hard, loving doing this. It was just a joy to bury into her cunt. I slammed into her over and over again, reveling in that tight pussy gripping my rod.

“Ooh, ooh, guesty-poo!” the bimbo-maid moaned, her married twat gripping me. “Fucky my cunty so hardy and make me cummy!”

“Damn straight,” I growled, slamming into her snatch.

I would make her explode.

Her pussy clamped down on me. I reveled in fucking her married cunt. I enjoyed every last second of it as her cuck watched. It was such an ultimate fantasy. I felt like some conquering warlord who was just taking any woman he wanted.

I stole this slut from her husband, and she loved being my whore.

“Fucky my cunty!” she moaned with such airhead joy. “I lovey dovey being fuckyed by hungry guesty-poos! Yay!”

“Fuck!” I grunted.

I churned up her pussy, loving how she gripped me. She held me with that tight cunt. I slammed to the hilt in her snatch, savoring the way her pussy gripped me. She felt incredible around me. I groaned, fucking into her cunt’s depths. I hammered her pussy hard and fast.

She gripped me with her hot flesh as I buried into her twat, reveling in every second of burying into her married twat. Her skirt rustled as I fucked her. I loved it. She whimpered as I plowed to the hilt in her snatch, the pressure building at the tip of my cock.

“Fuck my wife,” her cuck groaned.

“Listen to my hubby, guesty-poo, and fucky me!” squealed Mrs. Yates. “I wanna cummy so hardy on your dick! Just so hardy!”

“God, yes!” I growled.

I hammered her cunt, my nuts tightening with the need to do just that. Every plunge into her pussy brought me closer to that moment when I would erupt. I would flood her with all that I had. It was so great to fuck her hard. To pound her anal sheath with all that I had. I thrust to the hilt in her flesh.