The Bimbo Treatment – Chapter 3B: Bimbo Wife fucks the Photographer

Virginity story: The Bimbo Treatment – Chapter 3B: Bimbo Wife fucks the Photographer

Author: mypenname3000

“Don’t stop rubbing my cock! Keep sliding those big titties up and down. You need your medicine!”

“Right!” she gasped, squeezing her tits together and sliding them up and down faster and faster. She gasped and moaned, shuddering on Janet’s face. The married MILF kept licking Becky’s pussy, prolonging the young woman’s joy.

My balls tightened. It was so sexy. My bimbo serum was the greatest discovery in the world. I shuddered. “Faster!” I moaned. “I’m so close!”

“Yes, Dr. Frank.” She rubbed those tits faster and faster, the friction growing.

I shifted on the chair, my eyes squeezing shut. My hips bucked, fucking my cock between her soft tits. The pressure grew, building at the tip of my cock. I was so close, me entire body tensed.

And then I exploded.

“Fuck!” I groaned.

My cum burst out from between her tits, falling in white, ropy lines down her tits. Becca gasped in surprise, then leaned her face over, opening her mouth to catch the next blast of cum. She swallowed, savoring her medicine.

“Wow, so much medicine, Dr. Frank,” Becca purred when I stopped erupting.

I leaned back in the chair, gasping for breath as Becca lifted her cum-stained tits to her lips and licked the medicine up. Her tongue flashed pink as she followed the line of cum to her puffy nipple, sucking it between her teeth.

She moaned and shuddered, cumming a second time on Janet’s lips as she suckled at her own tit. “Damn,” I muttered, my cock throbbing hard again. Thanks to my wife’s injection, I had such stamina. I was ready to go again. “I need to pop your cherry. A bimbo can’t be a virgin. The process will reverse.”

Becca popped her nipple out of her mouth. “Oh, no. Then you have to fuck me, Dr. Frank! I don’t want to be fat and ugly again.”

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Alice

Gerard’s house wasn’t far from the mall. I was giddy with excitement, carrying my bags of clothing. I wore my sexy, red dress, strutting as I walked. Gerard had an admiring smile, his hand squeezing my ass again as we walked up.

“Just double checking my measurements.”

I giggled at that. “My daddy used to say measure once, cut twice.” I frowned. That didn’t seem right.

“Thank God your beautiful,” Gerard laughed. “Because you are a complete airhead.”

“Yep!”

We stepped into his house. It wasn’t too big, and very open in a modern way. It was a bachelor’s house. There were no feminine touches to brighten the place up, just cold, if expensive-looking, furniture.

“This way,” he said, motioning with his hand.

“To your studio?”

“I prefer to use a more realistic setting,” he smiled as I followed him down a short hallway, my stiletto heels clicking on the hardwood floors.

He led me to a bedroom, a bed covered in blue silk sheets dominated the center of the room. It was austere, with only a dresser, a flat screen TV hanging on the wall, and large windows that looked out on a nearby park surrounding a lake.

“Where’s your camera and equipment?” I asked.

He pulled out his phone. “Right here. Technology is amazing. I take pictures with this and…” he opened up his closet, “…I record with this.”

He pulled out a camera mounted on a tripod, placing it at the corner of the bed, aiming down at it. I smiled, falling on the bed, keeping my legs tight so I didn’t flash my pussy. I sat my purse on the nightstand before I writhed, letting my red hair fan out, my breasts straining to break free of my skimpy dress.

“How’s this?” I asked.

“Perfect,” he groaned, the red light appearing on the camera. Then he whipped out his phone. The flash strobed and the phone beeped as he took my first picture.

“I’m a model!” I beamed.

“Yes, you are,” he said, licking his lips. “Now lets part those legs.”

I did.

“A little more.”

“But then you’ll see I’m not wearing panties,” I said.

“That’s okay. Every model takes nude pictures.”

I nodded my head, eager to show off my sexy body. “Frank will love these pics.”

Gerard grinned. “Your husband never should have let you out of his sight.”

I frowned at that. “What does that mean?”

“Don’t worry your pretty, empty head,” he smiled, snapping another pic. “Why don’t you pull down your top a bit. Show a bit more of those gorgeous tits.”

I did and the tops of my areolas peaking out.

“Perfect.” Snap. “A little more.” Snap. “You’re doing great.”

I tugged more. My nipples popped out, hard and erect. I arched my back, giving the camera a sultry grin. My pussy itched. This was so exciting. Gerard cock bulged his skinny jeans as he watched me. That made me more excited.

“Your nipples need to be harder,” he said, moving in and pinching one.

I gasped as he rolled it, squeezing my thighs together.

“Hmm, needs more.”

“Do what it takes,” I gasped, shuddering in delight. I had such sensitive nipples now.

He bent down and sucked my nipple between his lips. I writhed, the pleasure shooting down to my pussy. Gerard lifted his head, nodding in satisfaction, then he snapped a photo of my now fully-hard nipples.

“Let’s get on all fours like a dog,” he said. “Let those tits hang.”

I flipped over, tossing my hair as I gave the camera a sultry look.

Snap.

Gerard reached in, lifting up the hem of my skirt to expose my ass and pussy. “Perfect. You’re shaved and beautiful.”

Snap.

“Thanks,” I giggled.

Snap.

“But you’re not wet enough.” Before I could say anything, he buried his face into my pussy. I groaned as he licked me, his tongue sliding through all my delightful folds. I gasped, arching my back as the bliss churned through me. His goatee scratched at my sensitive labia as his tongue worked through my pussy.

“I never knew modeling was so…oh, yes…naughty!”

Gerard chuckled into my pussy. His fingers spread my lips apart. His tongue wiggled in deep, stirring up all my passion. I shuddered and gasped, my fingers digging into the sheets. My tits swung as I rocked into his hungry mouth.

The pleasure grew swiftly in my pussy. I let out a throaty moan, tossing my fiery hair. His mouth was wonderful. I pushed back into him, smearing my pussy along his goatee, enjoying the rough tickles.

“Oh, Gerard! I’m getting so wet! Oh, yes! You’re driving me wild!”

“Good!” he growled before nipping my clit.

I gasped, pleasure shooting through me. I let out a keening moan as the bliss rippled through me. Every nerve in my body burst with pleasure. “Modeling is so wonderful!” I screamed. “I love it! Oh, yes! Oh, wow! Keep licking me! I’m cumming so hard!”

Gerard suckled at my clit, driving me wild with joy. I gasped and moaned. My fingers dug into the bedspread. I screamed so loud. I wished Frank was here to see how much fun I was having. But then I remembered the video. He’d get to see it all.

“Your pussy looks wet enough now,” he grinned, standing up and snapping a pic of my naked pussy.

“Good!” I beamed.

He snapped a few more pics, then he began undressing. His body was tan and muscular, his cock hard and throbbing. I frowned, biting my lip. “What are you doing?”

“Lie on your back,” he said, stroking his cock.

I did, my red dress bunched around my stomach, my large tits jiggling.

“These next pics require you to look so passionate. I found the best way to achieve that is with some penile stimulation.”

“Penile,” I giggled. “Funny word.” The smart part of me knew it meant cock.

He knelt between my thighs, his cock nearing my pussy.

Frank would have to spank me. I grinned, eager to be disciplined for being a bad wife again.

“Okay,” I nodded, my pussy clenching in anticipation.

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Frank

Becca knelt before me, her face buried between Janet’s thighs. The black-haired MILF moaned, squeezing her tits as she writhed her pussy on Becca’s face. “Drink your vitamins,” Janet moaned, humping her snatch into Becca’s mouth.

I rubbed my cock on Becca’s virgin, barely-legal pussy. “Pop her cherry, Dr. Frank,” Janet moaned. “Don’t let her become fat again.”

“Please hurry,” Becca moaned. “I want to stay sexy!”

“I love bimbos,” I grinned.

I pushed my cock against her hymen. The membrane resisted. I pushed harder. It began to give, stretching before the head of my cock. Becca gasped as I buried into her depths. She was so tight and hot. I groaned, my body shuddering as I drew back my cock. I savored every inch of her formerly-virgin pussy’s depth.

“There you are,” I gasped, driving back into her hot embrace. “Now you’ll stay sexy and dumb!”

“Yay!” Becca gasped, pushing her hips back. “Oh, wow! It feels great! You’re stretching me apart and my pussy feels wonderful!”

“Don’t stop drinking your vitamins!” Janet gasped. “I’m so close to really flooding your mouth with them!”

“Oh, right!” Becca giggled before burying her mouth in Janet’s snatch.

I pounded Becca’s virgin pussy. I loved how she gasped every time I bottomed out in her. I kept my eyes fixed on Janet’s big boobs, the bimbo MILF squeezing them together as she writhed in bliss. Janet’s blue eyes fluttered.

My balls slapped into Becca’s body as I pounded the young woman’s pussy. I grunted, my balls tensing. I couldn’t wait to dump a huge load into her pussy. I shuddered, driving my hips faster. She felt incredible, so tight and velvety.

“I’m going to fuck you everyday,” I groaned. “It’s one of your duties as my secretary.”

“Yes!” she moaned.

“And I’m buying Alice a strap-on, and she’s fucking you everyday, too!” I pictured my beautiful wife pounding Becca, both their big tits heaving. My balls tightened.

“That’s sooo hot!” groaned Becca. “I’m like your bang-secretary!”

“Yes!” I grunted, my cock itching to explode. I wanted to last longer in her virgin pussy.

“Wow!” Janet gasped. “I’d be your bang secretary, Dr. Frank, but I’m married!” She giggled. “It wouldn’t be appropriate!”

“Nope!” I laughed. “But don’t worry, when I’m examining you with my cock, it’s okay to enjoy yourself!”

“Yes!” Janet moaned. “I loved it when you examined my ass! Oh, yes! I’m cumming!”

Her breasts heaved as she creamed Becca’s mouth. I groaned, slamming into Becca’s cunt. My balls boiled and my cum exploded into her depths. The pulses of pleasure shot through me. I froze for a moment, lost to the ecstasy.