Chapter 33: The Bimbo Resort Hosts a Wanton Weddinge

Note: Thanks to my beta reader!

Keone “Ken” Kekoa – Owner of Bimbo Paradise Inn
It was two weeks out to our hosting the Bimbos For Climate Change and Orgasms Symposium. We had dignitaries from around the world coming to fuck my bimbos to change the environment or some shit like that.

It made no sense how it would help, but they were going to be spending a lot of money. Real money. Now that I couldn’t upgrade my inn, well, I could pull out the in-app currency as real money. I was amassing a fortune.

Maybe I would expand my resorts. That would be hot, but for now, I was enjoying the perks of running my Level 6 Bimbo Inn because today we were hosting a wedding. The first one of those, I was so eager for it.

“Ooh, ooh, I thinky everythingy is going so welly well,” cooed Alexandra Serrano-Martinez. My bimbo-congresswoman was working out great. She was such a delicious addition. The hottest woman in Congress was one of my bimbos.

She still voted. Well, I told her what to vote for often with my cock stuffed up that delicious asshole while she called in. It was great to ass-fuck her. I had no idea how she would run for re-election since she didn’t ever want to leave the resort.

Frankly, I didn’t care if she won her re-election. It was just hot to stuff my cock into her mouth and stop her blabbering. If only I could do that to every politician. Well, the female ones. I’d like to shoot some of the male ones. Like our president. Frankly, all of them should be shot.

Fucking politicians.

But I had my own empire and said, “Make sure the groom is well satisfied. Perhaps I’ll check in on the bride.”

“You shouldy should!” said Alexandra Serrano-Martinez. “She’s so hottie and you have a biggie dick and every bridey should be fuckyed by you, Mistery Ken!”

“That’s the smartest thing you’ve ever said,” I said, smacking her on the ass.

She giggled, dressed in her bimbo-MC costume. The Mistress of Ceremonies at my resort wore black vests that were very low-cut to make sure their magnificent breasts were exposed. Alexandra Serrano-Martinez had a great pair of golden-brown titties with dark-brown nubs poking out hard. She also wore black, crotchless panties with a cottontail bunny tail on the back. Stiletto heels, dark thigh-high nylons, and a black bow tie about her throat finished off her sexy outfit.

“I don’t say smarty thingies, Mistery Ken!” said Alexandra Serrano-Martinez as she headed for the ballroom. “I’m a congressybimboy!”

“That’s right!” I said, smiling at her sauntering off. I whistled and went off to the room where the bride was getting ready. I could fuck any woman who set foot on my resort.

It was my perk.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Alexandra Serrano-Martinez – Bimbo Mistress of Ceremonies
I skippyed up the aisle as the guesty-poos were all gettying seated. The groom, a suavey Frenchy man name Stefan DuMarne was up front in his tux. He looked so handsomey. My pussy was all wetty just thinkying about pleasying him.

He turned to me and groaned at the sight of my boobs bouncing.

“I can’t fucking believe ASM is working here,” said Troy, one of his grooms. He had a thick beard and a baldy head. He shaveyed it. He looked handsomey, too. “Fuck, I hate your politics, but you are fucking hot.” “I’m smoky hottie!” I cooed.

“Oui, oui,” said Philip. He was also French, his accent thick. He had a mustache and such hunger in his eyes. “We do not have bimbo-whores in our government. Pity.”

“America is better, see,” Stefan said, the groom raking his eyes up and down me.

“Fuck, yeah,” said Chuck, the other groomsman. He was blond and tan, a big smile on his face. “America’s the best.”

“Yesy yes!” I squealed. “America rulez! Ooh, ooh, I thinky you guys need to have your balls all drainy drained! I’ll make you all cummy cum! Groomy-poo, you get my pussy. And bestie man, you get my buttyhole, and groomsymen, I’ll jerky you off and sucky your cocks and you can jizzies on my face!”

The men all groaned and nudged each other in the guts. They were eager to fucky me. The guests were shifting and murmuring. I could feel how excitedy they were to watchy the groomy-poo and his hunky boys all fuckying me. I knew I was so eagery for it.

“I am so fucking glad Amber wanted to have our marriage and honeymoon here,” groaned Stefan. “The maid who checked me in last night ... The things she did.”

“I know, man,” groaned Chuck. “I was down on the beach this morning. Fucked a girl on my surfboard. Wild man.”

I was so happy wappy that they were enjoying their stay here. I squealed in delight as the groom was pulling out his cock and sinking to the floor by the altar. The priest was getting his dickie all sucked by Mrs. Malie, another of the bimboy-MC’s. She was working her mouthy all uppy and downy his dick.

Yay.

The groom sank to the floor, his cock out. He grinnyed up at me. I smiledy back at him, all wettie and hottie and eagery to ridey him. I dropped to my knees and grippyed his hugey cock. He groaned as I did that. It felt so goody to bringy him to the hole in my crotchlessy panties.

I pressed him against my wettie folds.

“Merde,” he groaned as I plunged my cunt down his cock. “That’s good. Sacré Dieu, that’s good.”

I winked at him as I squeezed my cunt aroundy his hugey rod. He stretchyed me out so goody. I smiledy at the other boys as they whippyed out their dicks. Philip movedy behind me and dropped to his knees.

“Your panties are made for this, salope,” he groaned in his dellyicious Frenchy accent. He pressed his cock into my butty-crack and found my assyhole. “Oui!”

He thrust against my backydoor.

I groanyed in delighty joy as he pushied on me. My anally ring all stretchedy to takey him. I whimperyed at the wondermus sensation. My pussy clenchyed about the groomy-poo’s awesomey rod. I shudderyed at all these greaty sensations. My backydoor devoured the bestie man’s dick.

“Merde!” he groaned as he popped into my assyhole. “What a tight hole, salope!”

“I’m Alexandra Serrano-Martinez!” I whimpered as his cock all sanky into my backydoor.

“You’re a fucking bimbo-airhead!” he snarled and bottomed out in me.

“I amy am!” I squealed in delighty joy, so glady he knew that. “Ooh, ooh, now let’s sucky you boys!”

I gripped the two groomymen’s dicks. I strokyed Troy and Chuck’s cocks, workying my hands uppy and downy their shafts. I had two other rods in my naughty wotty holes. I shuddered and lickyed my lips.

Then I suckled on Troy’s biggie dick.

“Fuck!” he groaned as my tongue danced around him.

I slidy my cunty uppy the groomy-poo’s wondermus cock. He groaned while Philip drew back his hardy rod. My assyhole gripped his dick, the heaty all meltying down to my pussy slammying Stefan’s thicky shaft. My clitty groundy into his pubic bone.

Such goody delight shot through me.

I squealed around Troy’s cock, suckying on him while fistying Chuck’s awesomey cock. I rodey the groomy-poo while the bestie man poundied my assyhole. He fuckyed me so hardy. I loveyed it so much.

I poppyed my mouth off Troy’s wondermus cock and swallowed Chuck’s biggie shaft. I nursedy on him, savorying the salty flavor of his precummies. I whimpered around him, my cunty hole and assyhole meltying around the other two guesty-poos’ dicks.

I squeezed my eyes for joy.

All their guesty-poos watchyed me ridey the groom. His family and his friends and the bride’s family and her friends. They all saw me pleasying the groom and being such a goody bimboy-slut. I loveyed doveyed my jobby job.

“Fuck, that’s good!” Troy groaned when I swallowed his cock again.,

“Merde!” Philip grunted as he fuckyed my assyhole, sounding so happy. “Merde salope! Putain!”

“Oui, oui,” Stefan groaned. “Work that tight cunt up and down my cock, whore!”

I ripped my mouth off Troy’s cock and squealed, “Uppy and downy until you cummy, groomy-poo!”

I plunged my cunty hole down his cock as I swallowed Chuck’s dick. I suckyed on him. He grunted as I diddy that. I workyed my mouth uppy and downy him while all fistying Troy’s wondermus rod. My pussy massagedy the groomy-poo’s hardy rod while the bestie man buggered me so hardy.

He slammyed his cock into me againy and againy. My poor buttyhole loveyed it so muchy much. I would cummy so hardy on them. I whimpered, plunging my cunty down the groom’s hugey cock while suckying on Chuck’s amazeying cock.

Then I nursedy on Troy’s.

I wenty backy and forth, my boobies bouncying. I pleasured all three of them. The priesty-poo grunted in the background, cumming Mrs. Maile’s mouth. She was gulpying down all his jizzies. I wanted to be showered in spunky delight.

“Ooh, ooh, cummy on my face!” I whimpered before engulfing Chuck’s cock.

“Yes!” the blond studdy hunk grunted. “Shit, suck that dick, whore!”

I did. I suckyed him then I suckyed Troy’s amazying cock. Philip fuckyed my bowels so hardy. My pussy meltyed around the groomy-poo’s cock. I whimpered, hurtling closery and closery to cummying. It was just so amazeying.

I plunged down the groomy-poo’s cock. My clitty rubbed into his pubicy bone. I squealed as I busty in delight. I cummied so hardy. My cunty hole writhyed around his dick. My assyhole spasmed around the bestie man’s thrustying cock.

“Merde!” growled Philip as he buried into my asshole.

He erupted.

“Sacré Dieu!” grunted Stefan as he erupted into my cunt. “That’s so fucking good!”

They were floodying my pussy hole and my assyhole. I fistied Chuck’s and Troy’s biggie cocks so fasty as all the goody delight rushyed through me. My mind all drownyed in rapturey joy. I quivered there, stroking their rods.

“Cummy on my face!” I squealed, my pussy and assyhole being filled with jizzies.

“Yes!” groaned Troy as Chuck grunted, “Bimbo-slut!”

They erupted.

Such nicey guesty-poos to shower me in their cummies. I thrusty out my tongue and caught the salty jizzies. I savored the wondermus delighty joy of them spraying me with all their cummies. It was so incredible. I whimpered, my eyes all rollying backy in my head.

I shuddered through such wondermus and joyful joy. It was awesomey. Cummies fired into my pussy and assyholes. Jizzies splashed on my face. I made all four guesty-poos climaxy so hardy while my joyful ecstasy filled me up.

“Yay!” I squealed as cummies splashed on my face.

The men all grunted and groaned and moaned. They loveyed me. I shuddered, so happy to pleasey them. I swayed there as my cunty hole and buttyhole milked their nuts all dry. I shuddered, the last of the cummies spilling into my face.

“Ooh, ooh, you’re gonna have such an awesomey weddying! Yay!” I squealed.

“Yes!” groaned the groom while the weddying guesty-poos all clappyed and cheeryed us.

I could not waity wait for the bridey to walky up to the altar lookying all hottie and sexy and wifey!

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Keone “Ken” Kekoa – Owner of Bimbo Paradise Inn
I headed up to the room for the bride to use to get ready for the wedding. I had no qualms about just knocking and seeing how she was doing. I whistled as I did it, my cock so hard to fuck her. I just wanted to plow into her.

I opened the door to find the bride in her white dress, her red hair spilling down her back beneath a veil. She was touching up her makeup. There was an older woman, a MILF in a blue dress. She looked a lot like the bride.

The mother.

“Oh,” said the mother of the bride. She blinked at the sight of me striding in naked. “It’s Mister Ken, right?”

“That’s right,” I said, walking boldly up to them. “You’re Mrs. Cartwell, right?”

“I am,” the brunette MILF said, smiling. “Doesn’t my darling Amber look so beautiful?”

“Yes, she does,” I said, my eyes stroking up and down Amber. She had a low-cut dress, her breasts lifted up. They were nice and round. C’s, maybe. “Just ravishing.”

Amber blushed. “Thank you, Mister Ken. Your resort is something else. The bimbo-maid who took me to my room. I mean ... the things she did with her tongue.”

“I know,” said the mother of the bride. “Your father and I enjoyed her thoroughly. That flight from Connecticut was not a short one, and she made it so relaxing. A cute Black thing named Amy.”

She was one of the new bimbo-maids. “Glad she liked it. You know...” I moved to the bride. “I would love to see your panties. Lift your skirt. I just have to get a peek at your pussy. You know, eat it out. Good luck to be eaten out by a Hawaiian man who owns the inn before the marriage.”

“I think you made that up,” giggled Amber even as she hiked her skirt. “Mmm, this resort makes me so randy.”

“I know,” groaned the mother of the bride as I dropped to my knees and watched the bride exposing her legs clad in white nylons.

They were thigh-highs. That was delicious. She had a garter around her upper thigh and a thong. A delicious thong. That was perfect. It hugged her shaved folds. I breathed in the tart aroma of her cunt. My mouth watered.

I leaned forward and yanked the thin thong to the side, exposing her tight slit. She was about twenty-two or so. Young and ripe. Just delicious to feast upon. I buried my face into her cunt and started licking her tart delight.

“Oh, oh, Mister Ken!” the bride moaned, her wedding dress rustling.

“Oh, be careful with the train,” the mother said as I tongued the bride’s cunt.

I licked at her twat with hunger, stroking through her hot flesh. I slid my hands around her hips and gripped her butt-cheeks. I squeezed them as I thrust my tongue into her depths. I swirled around in her. She gasped as I did that.

“Mmm, Mister Ken, that’s so good!” she moaned as I feasted on that delicious cunt. I licked through her folds. “You’re amazing! Wow, Mom, he knows how to eat pussy.”

“I hope Stefan does,” the mother of the bride said. “Your father does. He’s excellent at it. Especially after we’ve had a fight. He always calms me down before sticking his cock in me and fucking me so hard!’

“Mom!” groaned the bride. “I don’t need to hear that ... Oh, oh, Mister Ken, you’re stirring my cunt up. Yes, yes, yes, I love this! I love this so much!”

“I’m just saying, if you’re going to have sex before marriage, you should pick a man that you know can eat pussy,” said the mother.

“Stefan’s good, but Mister Ken ... Holy fuck!” The bride’s gown rustled as my tongue worked on her. It was just a delight to feast on her like this. “Yes, yes, feast on me! Ooh, you’re a stud!”

I loved hearing that.

I licked and lapped at her, more than happy to make her feel amazing. I stroked my tongue through her hot folds, licking at her with all my passion. She groaned, her body shaking as I did that. I plunged my tongue into her snatch. I flicked around in her.

She ground her twat on me. She trembled as I licked her. I stroked through her hot flesh. I enjoyed feasting on her like this. It was just a delight to do it. To lick at her with all that I had. Her tart juices soaked my taste buds.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned, her veil rustling. “That’s so good. Wow, that’s amazing. Ooh, you are doing such wicked things to me!”

“Good,” I groaned and suckled on her clit.

“Mister Ken!”

“Mmm, make my daughter cum, Mister Ken,” cooed the mother of the bride. She was walking around us, watching. “This is ... a treat.”

I agreed, my tongue flicking through that delicious flesh. I tongued her with all that I had. It was just a wonderful rush to do this to her. I feasted on her with all that I had. I licked at her with such force. She groaned as I did that.

I savored the way she shuddered as I licked at her. She groaned, my tongue stroking through her hot flesh. I plunged into her and wiggled around again. She soaked me as I brought her closer and closer to cumming.

“Mister Ken!” she gasped as I attacked her clit again. “Yes, yes, just like that. Holy fuck, that’s ... I mean ... Yes!”

She climaxed.

Her tart juices gushed out and drowned me. I loved it. I licked at her with all my passion. It was so good to feast on her like that. To tongue her with all that I had. She trembled as my tongue flicked through her hot flesh as she gasped.

Her mother watched her cumming on my face. My cock was so hard. I wanted to feel the bride’s hot cunt around my dick. She trembled as I pulled my mouth from her pussy. She whimpered, her face twisting in delight. Her gown and veil rustled.

I sank onto a chair and held my cock up. I shook it at her.

“Oh, Mister Ken, you’re so kind to offer that for me,” she moaned.

“Yes, he is,” the mother of the bride said. Mrs. Cartwell licked her lips as she stared at my cock. “My, my, that’s ... quite the impressive specimen.”

I winked at her as I was so ready to have that hot pussy sliding down my cock. I could not wait to have her riding me. It would be just incredible to have her plunging that cunt down my cock before sliding back up me.

“Mmm, I’m going to ride this so hard,” whimpered the naughty cutie. “Yes, yes, I’m going to enjoy that big dick on my wedding day.”

“Having a Hawaiian man bless your womb on your wedding day is propitious, right?” cooed the mother as her daughter straddled me.

“Sure,” I said. What the fuck did propitious mean?

I didn’t care as the bride slipped her arms around my neck and kissed me. Her lips were sweet as she tasted her tart cunt on mine. She lowered her pussy down to my throbbing cock. Her shaved lips brushed it. I groaned at the silky warmth of her about-to-be married twat engulfing my shaft.

I groaned into her lips as that hot snatch devoured my cock. The bride took inch after inch of my dick into her pussy. She groaned as she sank down me all the way. She took every inch of me, her twat clamping down around me.

“Oh, enjoy him, Amber,” the mother said.

The bride broke the kiss, her green eyes sparkling. “That’s the plan, Mom!”

“Yes,” I groaned, my hands sliding around to grip her ass through her silk dress. “Hope you do squats.”

She winked at me and lifted her cunt up my cock. I groaned at the heat of her pussy massaging my dick. That felt incredible. She had an amazing twat. It was just perfect. I groaned, savoring every second of her around me.

She plunged her cunt down my dick. I loved how she took me to the hilt. It was incredible. She worked up and down me. She massaged me with that hot twat. I groaned, her pussy gripping me with all her passion.

“Fuck,” I groaned, savoring that heat. “That’s good. That’s so good!”

“I know,” she purred, riding me with such heat in her eyes. “Ooh, ooh, you love that?”

“Yep,” I said, her pussy sliding up and down me. “Damn, you got a tight cunt. Work that pussy up and down my cock!”

“Mister Ken!” squealed the bride.

She kissed me again, her lips so hot. Her tongue so agile. Her pussy slid up and down my dick, massaging me. I groaned into her mouth as I savored her cunt gripping me. It was hot with her mother watching us.

My fingers gripped the slut’s ass through the dress. It rustled as she rode me. She worked her cunt up and down me. She massaged me with all that she had. It was a glorious rush to have her doing that, too. I groaned, savoring it.

I was having such a great time having her plunge that cunt down my cock. My pussy throbbed in her snatch. She felt so incredible around me. I groaned as her tongue danced around in my mouth. It was just beautiful.

Wonderful.

I broke the kiss and groaned, “Fuck!”

“I know,” she whimpered. “Oooh, ooh, I know! Just let me cum on that big dick. I want your cum in me. Oh, Mister Ken, bless my womb!”

“Bless her,” the mother moaned, her voice so throaty.

Amber’s cunt slammed down my cock and slid back up me. I groaned, savoring making this day even more special for the bride. Her head tossed, her red hair swaying beneath her rustling veil. She moaned as she gripped my cock.

I savored every second of that pussy massaging my cock. I rose toward that moment when I would cum in her. I could not wait to dump my load into her. She groaned, feeling just so sexy around me. She plunged her cunt down my cock.

It was just an incredible rush to have her massaging me like that. I groaned, savoring her pussy squeezing about my cock. She held me tight as she rode me. She held me tight with that delicious cunt. She felt so glorious.