Chapter 30: The Slutty Congresswoman Joins the Bimbo Team

Keone “Ken” Kekoa – Owner of Bimbo Paradise Inn

I drew in a deep breath. This was the final level of my inn. My thumb trembled over the UPGRADE INN button. This was it.

I pressed the button. A warning flashed up that this would cost 5 million dollars.

The amount was so much, but I had 8.4 million saved up in the app. I hit the YES button.

My phone vibrated and some animations played, sparkles flashing across my screen. My balance dropped down to $3.4 million. My inn cost so much to run every day, but I also made so much of the guests and amenities. It was worth it. I would be able to have even more people stay as my inn had finally hit its full potential.

A full resort.

It prompted me to pick two more amenities. Of course, they were the last two left to pick.

Island Tour: Comes with a sexy Bimbo-Guide. Gain 1 Bimbo-Guide per level of Inn after Level 1.

And...

Ballroom: Comes with sexy Bimbo-MC. Gain an additional ballroom and Bimbo-MC at Inn Level 3 and at Inn Level 6.

I chose them both. With ballrooms, I could hold conventions and parties. Even weddings. Fuck, I would love to host a wedding. To fuck the bride before her husband and all her guests. Why the shit did I not pick this up earlier?

Saving the best for last?

Idiot.

Now I had to remodel my inn. I had to add the three ballrooms to my inn layout plus I had gained twenty-four more rooms. That brought me up to fifty-three plus two honeymoon suites. It was exciting. I put the honeymoon suites on the top floor. I would have six floors of rooms with nine each save for one floor which would have eight rooms. I’d have two ballrooms on the first floor along with the bar, shift the restaurant and kitchen to the second floor with the other ballroom. The pool would become a roof pool accessed from the second floor. The masseuses and sauna would be on that floor, too. The beach would still have the kayak rentals. The tour guides would work out of an office on the first floor.

That sounded like the best way to do it.

It took me hours of finagling to get it all to work. And once I was done, I saw the list of bimbos I had to hire: three bimbo-MCs (Mistresses of Ceremonies) for the ballrooms, five bimbo-guides for the island tours, eight bimbo-maids to handle the twenty-four new rooms, one bimbo-concierge for check-ins, and one more cook to provide food, an additional bimbo-masseuse, bimbo-instructor, bimbo-barista, bimbo-sunbather, and bimbo-waitress.

Twenty-three new bimbos that I had to add to the staff.

I was in for a lot of interviews.

I was too beat for that after spending all night setting it up. I was going to get some rest. I yawned and closed my eyes. I rested my head on the bed and closed my eyes. I was out like a light. When I woke up, I was alone in bed. The bimbos were going about their day and I was eager to get the interviews underway.

I was so ready to enjoy the day. I stretched and checked my phone. Immediately—as if the App knew that I was ready to start interviewing—a prompt appeared on my screen that read, The next interviewee has arrived! Do you wish to interview her? If so, sit down on your chair and hit the Interview Candidate Button.

I whistled and headed to my office. I sat in my chair at it, naked and ready to hire whoever I wanted. I tapped the INTERVIEW CANDIDATE and waited to see who would walk inside to accept the position.

The door opened and a young, attractive Hispanic woman in a light-gray business skirt suit. Her legs had beige nylons on, her blouse fitting tight to her perky breasts. No bra, her nipples poking at the material. Her boobs jiggled as she sat, her black hair sweeping around her shoulders. She adjusted herself in the chair, a dazzling smile on her face, her teeth white and bright. Her golden-brown cheeks looked adorable with her dimples.

There was something so familiar about her.

“Welcome, welcome,” I said as she thrust out her resume. “Let’s see, Alexandra Serrano-Martinez...” My brow furrowed. It couldn’t be. “You were a barista in New Jersey and now ... you’re a congresswoman for that state?” I glanced up. It was her. The famous congresswoman who was young and hot and practically an airhead. “You want to work here?”

“I do,” she said, her smile bright. “I think I can bring big changes here to you and the workforce.”

“And you aren’t needed in Congress?” I asked.

She waved her hand. “It’s a part-time job, right?”

“Congress or working here, because this is a full-time job.”

“Congress,” she said. “I just vote however my party tells me to. You know, stop the bad guys and help America and get my boyfriend cushy jobs where he makes lots and lots of money.”

“Right,” I said, my cock hard. “And do you know what the job entails?”

“Um...” She looked up. “I mean, I’m a hard worker. I was a barista.”

“For like a week,” I said, looking at it. “How good are you at sucking cock!”

“So good! How do you think I got my party to support me running for Congress? I mean, I was a barista.” She giggled. “I had to suck so many old White guy’s cocks. And I had to eat out this dried-up crone’s cunt. She was like an ex-president’s wife or something.”

“Right,” I said. “Well, I’ll need to see how good you are at sucking cocks.”

“Sure!” she said brightly. Christ, Congresswoman Alexandra was practically a bimbo as it was. She rose to her feet, those perky breasts jiggling. She had great legs and a great ass, too. She was way to hot to be wasting her time in politics. She needed to be a stripper or a porn star.

Or a bimbo-MC.

I swiveled my chair to the right as she strode around my desk, my cock aching. She licked her lips at the sight of me. The Hispanic hottie dropped to her knees before me and grabbed my cock. Our skin was almost the same hue though I was an Islander and she was a Latina slut.

“I have to blow the House Majority leader every day to keep my position,” she whimpered.

“Uh, doesn’t the other party control the house right now?” I asked.

She blinked. “Um...” She giggled. “I just vote for what they want me to.”

“Right,” I said before she engulfed my cock. I shuddered, savoring her mouth suckling on my dick. “Oh, fuck, that’s good, Congresswoman Alexandra!”

She moaned around my cock, sucking my dick. She helped to write laws and vote on the bills that affected the country. It was so depressing she was such an airhead. How many other morons were in Congress? Probably most of them. No wonder the country was so fucked.

“Shit, shit, shit,” I groaned, savoring that hot mouth working up and down my cock. “Oh, you naughty slut. Goddamn, that’s good.”

She ripped her mouth off and moaned, “I’m Congresswhore Alexandra! That’s what they call me!”

She suckled on my dick again.

“If I lived in New Jersey, I’d vote for you,” I groaned at the enthusiasm of her blowjob. She suckled with such enthusiasm. She worked her mouth up and down my dick. It was so good to have her nursing on me. “Shit, yes, Congresswhore Alexandra!”

She moaned around my dick, bobbing her head and making me feel incredible. My eyes rolled back in my head as that hot mouth nursed on me. She sucked with such passion on my cock. I loved the passion of her blowjob. It was just amazing.

She cupped my balls next. She kneaded them like such a good slut and without any prompting. She was amazing. One of the best blowjobs I had ever received. I groaned as she worked her mouth up and down my dick. Shit, she was a congresswhore.

“That’s it,” I groaned. “Oh, Congresswhore Alexandra, yes, yes, you are so persuasive. I’ll vote for you! Just keep sucking my cock!”

She squealed around my cock, nursing so hard on me. I groaned as she did that. She suckled with all her passion. It was so good to have her working that hot mouth up and down my dick. I shuddered and grabbed my phone. I had to share this on Social Media.

I snapped a pic and captioned it, “Congresswhore Alexandra Serrano-Martinez is sucking my dick! Slut works hard for every vote, too bad I’m not from New Jersey! Want her to suck your cock, then book an event at the Bimbo Paradise Inn and enjoy the hottest slut in government!”

I tagged her in it and posted it to my inn’s Instagram page, loving the way she seemed to be smiling around my cock in the picture.

She moaned and kept blowing me, not at all. A moment later, her page liked it. Must be whatever dumb intern she had working for her. I shuddered, savoring that hot mouth. She suckled on me with such passion.

“My girlfriend is so passionate for this country and will do what it takes to earn every vote!” the first comment read from her boyfriend Jeremy, a handsome and White lobbyist.

“Fuck,” I groaned, savoring the fact she was cuckolding her boyfriend right now and he approved. “That’s good. Suck my dick, Congresswhore Alexandra!”

She moaned around my dick, sucking so hard on me. She danced her tongue around my cock. She drove me wild. I groaned as she blew me with all that she had. It was so amazing. She drove me wild with her hot mouth.

She nursed hard on me. She flicked her tongue around the crown of my dick. I loved the pressure. It was so good to have her suckling on me like that. My eyes rolled back in my head as I loved every second of her nursing.

“Fuck, yes,” I groaned, her fingers massaging my swollen balls. “I’m going to cum.”

She suckled so hard on my dick. My nuts twitched in her fingers. The pressure rose to the bursting point at the tip of my cock. I could not hold back with her suckling on me with all that she had. It was just so good to have her sucking on me with all her might.

“Yes!” I groaned and erupted into Congresswhore Alexandra Serrano-Martinez’s mouth.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned, trembling in the chair as I filled her mouth with all my spunk. “That’s it!”

She gulped down my cum, her eyes squeezing shut. I loved dumping my jizz into her mouth. The pleasure slammed through me. It was such a wonderful moment. The heat swept through me. I felt so damned good as I filled her mouth up with my cum.

“Yes!” I groaned, savoring every second of dumping my load into her mouth. “Oh, shit, that’s good!”

She swallowed every last drop of my cum like a champ. She was so good at this. I loved it. I arched my back as she drained my nuts, her fingers massaging my balls. A final blast of ecstasy shot through me as I dumped the last of my cum into her mouth.

“Oh, that’s so fucking good,” I groaned as she kept sucking. “You know how to suck cock, but do you have a hot body? I mean, you’re in Congress. How hot can you be?”

She ripped her mouth off my cock and snapped angrily, “Of course I do. I have the fucking hottest body in the world. I went a week only drinking cum to keep in shape! Straight from the cock. All of Congress helped me out.”

“I bet they did, but...” I arched an eyebrow at her.

“You’ll see!” She attacked the buttons of her silk blouse. “They bounce quarters off my beautiful butt and take jello shots from between my tits!”

She ripped open her blouse, baring her round and perky tits. God, they were some of the best boobs I had ever seen. They were ripe with hard, dark-brown nipples. She had no bit of fat on her. Lean and curvy. She spun around and shoved off her skirt revealing she wore no panties and only thigh-high stockings. Her cute rump wiggled in my face, her pussy shaved.

“Bounce a quarter on that ass,” she hissed, wiggling it at me.

I rose and pushed her down over my desk. I slapped my wet dick down on her rump. “I’d rather ram my cock up your asshole!”

“Do it!” Congresswhore Alexandra Serrano-Martinez squealed. “Fuck my ass! Ooh, I give the best anal!”

I slid my dick between her butt-cheeks and found her asshole. I drilled against her backdoor. She whimpered as I did that. I loved the velvety feel of her bowels against the crown of my cock. I planted my hands on the desk and thrust hard against her.

She whimpered as I did that. Her anal ring stretched and stretched to take my cock. The feisty, if dumb, congresswhore moaned as her asshole widened to swallow my rod. I thrust hard against her. I popped into her bowels.

“Yes!” she squealed. “See, see! That’s the best asshole in the world! Vote for me!”

“Fucking will,” I groaned, sliding into her bowels. I sank to the hilt in her velvety flesh. “Fuck, Congresswhore Alexandra, that’s good!”

“So good,” she moaned as I throbbed in her bowels. “Oh, yes, yes, let’s make some legislation. Ooh, ooh, support my bill!”

“You have my support,” I groaned and drew back my cock.

Her bowels squeezed down on me. She held me tight with that hot anal sheath. It was just so good to have gripping me. I buried to the hilt in her bowels. She gasped as I did that, her anal sheath gripping my cock. I loved the feel of her around me. She massaged me with that hot flesh.

I buried into her over and over again, loving the tightness of her bowels. I grunted as I pounded her while her moans echoed through the room. I plowed into her bowels over and over again. She gasped out in delight. It was so hot fucking Congresswhore Alexandra Serrano-Martinez. I buried to the hilt in her backdoor again and again.

“Ooh, ooh, support my amendment!” she gasped. “It’s so important for the ... for the ... I don’t fucking know! I don’t care! Just keep fucking me!”

I pounded the congresswhore hard and fast. I buried into her bowels over and over again, loving how she gripped me with her hot flesh. The velvety texture drove me wild. I buried into her again and again, hurtling toward that moment when I would erupt into her bowels.

I wanted to feel her anal sheath spasming around me. That wonderful asshole felt amazing around my cock. Her bowels clamped down on me, swelling the pressure at the tip of my dick. She whimpered as she squirmed on my desk, her butt-cheeks jiggling with my every thrust.

“Ooh, ooh, that’s it!” she gasped, squeezing her asshole around my cock. “Just keep buggering me. You’re doing so well. That’s it! Just keep fucking me! What do you need me to vote on?”

“Being my bimbo-whore!” I groaned, slamming into her asshole.

“You have my support!” she squealed.

Her asshole convulsed around my cock.

I groaned, fucking the congresswhore’s spasming asshole. It was so amazing to pump away at her convulsing bowels. She felt spectacular rippling around me. I loved it. I buried to the hilt in her bowels and grunted out in rapture.

I erupted.

Ecstasy shot through me as I unloaded into her bowels. I spurted blast after blast of my cum into her anal sheath. She rippled around me. It was so good to have her spasming about my bowels. The heat washed through me with every eruption of cum into her anal sheath.

“Shit,” I groaned. “Oh, shit, that’s good. That’s so fucking good!”

She whimpered, her bowels rippling around my cock as she squealed out, “That’s how we make laws!”

“Fuck!” I groaned, the congresswoman’s asshole writhing around my cock.

She felt so good spasming around me. I savored that heat rippling around my cock. It was just so amazing to have her convulsing about me. My eyes rolled back in my head as I enjoyed every last second of her bowels rippling around me. She suckled at me with that hot asshole.

I grunted, dumping all my spunk into her bowels. The heat washed through me. I panted, savoring this pleasure. It was just so good to have all that bliss washing through me as her anal sheath suckled at my dick.

“Damn,” I groaned, dizzy from the joy of dumping the last of my load into her bowels. “Damn, that was good!”

“It was!” she moaned. “Ooh, do I have your support?”

“Do I have your support?” I asked her, my dick twitching in her writhing asshole.

“You do, Mister Ken!” Congresswhore Alexandra Serrano-Martinez moaned.

Congresswoman Alexandra Serrano-Martinez

He ripped his cock out of my asshole. I spun around and threw my arms around his neck. I kissed him to show how much I supported Mister Ken’s bill or ... What was I doing here? Did it matter? My asshole dripped with cum.

I loved being a congresswoman. A congresswhore. It was so much fun to make laws.

He broke the kiss and groaned, “Suck my cock clean, Congresswhore Alexandra.”

“Yes!” I moaned enthusiastically. Daddy showed me how to get ahead in politics by pimping me out to his business partners when I turned fourteen. He broke me in personally. I loved being a whore and being showered in men’s attention.

And cum.

I dropped to my knees—where a woman belonged, though it wasn’t political to say that right now—and opened my mouth wide. I swallowed his dirty dick, moaning at the sour flavor of my butthole. I swirled my tongue around his cock, buffing him clean.

Boy, I had a yummy asshole.

I suckled hard on hard, working my mouth up and down his dick. It was so much fun to do that. I loved blowing him with all my passion. My tongue swirled around his cock. He groaned as I did that. He loved it. I was so glad to please him. My tongue danced around him, making him groan with passion.

I suckled hard on him, wanting to have all his cum shooting into my mouth. That would be just amazing. I suckled with all my might on him, buffing off my asshole. His fingers slid through my hair, his cock twitching in my mouth.

“Congresswhore Alexandra!” he groaned. “Fuck, fuck, that’s it. Buff my cock clean. You’re earning your position here.”

Position?

Right, right, I was here for a job. I would be a sexy lobbyist or something and make lots of money.

I nursed hard on him, suckling with all my might on his big dick. He groaned, his cock throbbing into my mouth. I loved the taste of my asshole, but it was fading. What a shame, but his precum was growing stronger.

So salty.

A preview for all that wonderful cum to come.

I giggled at that. Cum to come. That was so poetic and deep. I needed to work that into a speech.

Or, wait, was it bad to say that? It was so hard to remember what was the right thing to say and not get canceled. It was just easier using my mouth to suckle on a big dick. Men were just so strong. I loved being on my knees, my boobs jiggling as I blew Mister Ken’s amazing rod.

He groaned, his fingers sliding through my hair. His cock twitched in my mouth. I knew that he was getting so close to cumming. That was hot. I just wanted him to erupt into my mouth. It would be perfect.

“Damn,” he groaned as I blew him. “That’s it. Just like that.”

I whimpered around his dick, knowing he was getting closer and closer to cumming. That would be hot to have all that spunk flooding my mouth. My cheeks hollowed with my excitement. I would just gulp down all his cum. Just swallow every last drop.

My tongue danced around the crown of his cock. His face twisted in delight as I did that. His cock twitched in my mouth as I nursed on him with everything that I had. It was so hot to do that to him. His face twisted in passion as I suckled on him. He groaned, his cock twitching in my mouth.

“Yes!” he roared.

Erupted.

I squealed in delight as all that salty cum flooded my mouth. I squeezed my eyes shut as I savored his thick and creamy jizz. He grunted, filling my cheeks with his spunk. I couldn’t hold anymore. I just had to swallow it all.

I gulped it down.

The cum melted down my throat to my belly I quivered in delight, so glad to have all that jizz in my belly. I shuddered here, my heart pounding a mile a minute as he grunted, spurting more and more of his cum into my mouth.

“Yes,” he groaned and fired the last blast of cum.

I trembled as he grabbed his phone and smiled at me. I slipped my mouth off the cock as he pointed it at me. I jumped to my feet and posed, putting on a pouting expression, my boobs jiggling. Pussy cream dripped down my thighs.

He tapped the phone and I blinked, feeling all goody and greaty. “Yay, we made a new billie law! And it’ll makey America all greaty again!”

“I thought that was the other team’s slogan,” he said, tapping his phone.

“I don’t knowy know!” I said and giggled. “Thinky’s all hardy. I just sucky dicks and ... MC parties and weddyings and connyventions!”

I glanced down at my sexy new outyfit as a bimoby-MC. There was a cutie and black bow tie about my throat and a matchying vest that lifted my perky and cutie and hottie titties into a pair of jiggling mounds, my nipples all hardy and exposed. I had on a crotchless pair of blacky panties and...