Breaking in His Bimbo Mommy
Keone "Ken" Kekoa
YES
I smashed the yes button before I could even think. In a flash, my mother was naked before me, her big breasts quivering before her. She had fat, dark-brown nipples atop those golden mounds. She quivered in delight, an empty-headed smile on her face.
Please Select her Role.
There was only one role left for her.
Cook
.
HINT: Remember the interview and pick the role best suited for her.
Well, there was nothing else to pick so I hit
Cook
. The
YES
and
NO
prompts appeared.
I hit
YES
of course.
Then my mom was clothed in her new, sexy uniform which was just a frilly, white apron that barely covered her breasts, the sides of her boobs peeking out. It fell so short, just past her pussy. It tied in the back. I could see the bow.
"Ooh, ooh, I'm so ready to cook for you and your guesty-guests, Mister Keone!" she said, bouncing up and down. Her breasts heaved beneath the apron, one of her nipples popping into view as the fabric shifted. Her dark-brown nub beaded with... something white. "I'll use my breasty milk to make yummy nummy food. Yay!"
"Yay!" Mele and Iolana squealed behind me, my bimbo-maid and bimbo-concierge respectively.
I rose from my chair in my office in my very own resort. This was so insane. The app had
built
me a resort with money I didn't have. I owned the land it sat on. It made no sense how this adult hotel simulator game could play out in real life.
It did.
Why did I get this? I didn't know, but... I was so excited for my mother. To transgress and cross the line that no mother and son should. Mother's forbidden fruits were mine to enjoy. She looked at me so happy as I moved closer.
"Do you want to enjoy your mommy's delicious treaty treats, Mister Keone?" she asked. She was the only one that called me by my full name. I liked Ken instead of my traditional, Hawaiian name. "Huh, huh? Your bimboy-mommy has such deliciousy breasty milk for you!"
"Yeah," I groaned and ducked my head down to her exposed nipple. I latched on and suckled.
Her sweet milk squirted into my mouth. I groaned at that wonderful flavor. She tasted so good. I groaned as I suckled on her. The heat of her treat warmed down to my belly. I nursed on her with all that I had. She groaned and squealed in delight as I nursed on her.
I swallowed down my breast milk. It poured into my mouth. I groaned in delight at how soothing it was. My mother's creamy treat. I closed my eyes and suckled again. More of her milk squirted into my mouth. I loved that delight.
She tasted so good. It was so delicious to have all that milk flooding my mouth. I swallowed it all down. It was so good to have her cream squirting into my mouth. I nursed on her with all that I had. She moaned as I did that.
"Ooh, ooh, that's good," she purred as I suckled from her. "That's so yummy nummy goody good. Drink all of Mommy's breasty milk, Mister Keone! Every lasty drop!"
"Do it, Mister Ken!" Mele squealed as Iolana gasped, "Yesy yes, nursey it all up, Mister Ken!"
I heard the smack of lips. My two other bimbos made out behind me. I groaned, so glad to have all this delight squirting into my mouth. I suckled down my mom's breast milk. She slid her fingers through my hair. She tasted so good. Her breast milk was delicious.
My dick ached. I couldn't believe that I had bimbofied my mother. I had crossed that line, and now I could enjoy her. I could fuck her. Slide into the pussy that birthed me. My cock twitched at that thought. My mom was mine.
My bimbo-cook. My slutty mommy.
I could feast on her other treats. Her breast milk was delicious. Sweet and creamy with this honeydew melon aftertaste. What did her pussy taste like? Before I spurted my cum in her, I should get a taste of her.
That thought burned through my mind. I wanted to drink my fill of her breast milk. She tasted so damned good. That sweet, creamy treat was just what a son should enjoy. She had such delicious breast milk.
She was fantastic.
"Oh, oh, that's so goody, Mister Keone," she purred. "My son is so greaty! You have such an awesomey hotel, Mister Keone. I'm so proudy proud of you!"
I froze at those words. I believed them. Even though she was bimbofied, she was proud of me. She always wanted me to achieve something more than working facilities at the various resorts around Honolulu. She had to work at three different resorts just to pay the bills. She wanted me to succeed. To do more than fix clogged toilets.
To make something of myself.
"So proudy proud!" she repeated as I suckled on her.
I popped my mouth off her nipple and said, "Thanks, Mom."
She smiled at me.
I kissed her with the melony aftertaste of her breast milk on my lips. I loved my mom. Her lips melted to mine. The bimbofied MILF kissed me with passion. She threw her arms around my neck, her tongue thrusting into my mouth. It was such a delicious moment.