Bride's Hot Honeymoon in Paradise
Keone "Ken" Kekoa - Owner of Bimbo Paradise Inn
I whistled as I headed to the elevator. I hit the button to summon it.
The wedding was wrapping up. I wanted to be in the honeymoon suite and fuck the bride on her wedding night. To share her with her groom. That would be so hot. I was so glad that my hotel was up to Level 6.
That it was maxed up.
The Bimbos For Climate Change and Orgasms Symposium was coming up. That would be a blast. Alexandra Serrano-Martinez was so excited about it. The bimbo-MC was just eager to have all those famous people come here and fuck my bimbos to support climate change.
It all sounded nice.
I rode the elevator to the top floor and stepped out. I strolled down to the honeymoon suite. I opened the doors. None of the locks worked for me. They just opened. The inn knew its owner. Kneeling before me was Mrs. Richardson, one of the bimbo-slaves.
This was
her
honeymoon suite.
Her cuck was in the corner, ready to watch his wife being used. She smiled up at me in her fishnet bodysuit. Her big boobs jiggled in it, her fat, pink nipples thrusting out through the diamond mesh pattern. Her black hair fell in glossy waves down her back.
"Mastery Ken!" she gasped in delight, so happy to see me. "Yay!"
I smiled at her. "We'll have a bride to fuck soon!"
"Yippee yay!" she squealed and bounded to her feet, her collar about her neck. She threw her arms around my neck and kissed me before her husband.
* * *
Amber DuMarne
The elevator dinged. I shuddered in delight, married. Having our wedding at the Bimbo Paradise Inn had been wild. I shuddered as my husband picked me up in his arms and carried me down the hallway. I shivered in delight as he did that.
It made me feel so naughty. His strong arms supported me. Stefan was such a handsome and suave Frenchman. He had swept me off his feet with his accent. His mother had an equally beautiful accent. I could not the wild foursome I had with Mister Ken before my wedding. My mother and I had loved him. Then Stefan's mother had joined the fun.
So wild.
We reached our room. My husband waved our keycard before it and carried me in. A kneeling woman was there in a fishnet bodysuit. She stared up at us with empty-headed bimbo adoration. She rose to her feet.
"Mastery and Mistressy DuMarne," she cooed. "Congrattylattshuns on beying all weddyed. Yay!"
"It's amazing," I said and noticed a man in the corner in a blue jumpsuit with "Cuck" for a name. He must be this woman's husband.
"I'm your slavey slave, Mrs. Richardson," she said, rising. "I'm here to be usedy use by you two. You're own personally slutty slave! Yay!"
She jumped up and down, her tits bouncing. They heaved in such an intriguing way. I groaned at the sight of them bouncing as my husband carried me. He was so strong. That was so exciting. It was all so heady.
"Stefan," I groaned. "Our own bimbo-slave."
"Oui, oui,
it is one of the perks," he said.
I smiled at him as we stepped into the large room to find... Mister Ken naked on the bed. He wore this cocky grin. My pussy melted as his big cock thrust up from his crotch. I could not believe he was here, nor how happy I was to see him. My cunt burned for his dick.
"Congratulations," said Mister Ken. "I'm the owner, and I want you to sit your bride on my cock. Just my way to welcome you to my hotel and ensure that your stay is an amazing one."
"Yes," I moaned. "Oh, Stefan, I need that. I need to feel his big dick in me!"
"Fine, my love," he said and sat me down.
"Strip her naked," Mister Ken ordered. "Not you, Mrs. Richardson. Stefan, she is your bride. You should do the honor."
"Oui,"
Stefan said and turned me to face him. I shuddered as my husband cupped my face.
"Ma belle."
He kissed me.
My eyes rolled back in my head as I trembled, loving the feel of his mouth on mine. It was so good to have him kissing me like that. I groaned at the feel of him. My heart pounded in my chest. A wave of heat washed through me. I was just so happy here.
Then he broke it and smiled at me. "Turn around, so I may strip you."
"Stefan," I groaned and turned around. I stared at Mister Ken and his big, throbbing cock. "I love you."
He tugged down the zipper slowly of my dress. My pussy clenched. I trembled, my veil rustling over my red hair. My breasts rose and fell as my dress loosened. My husband kissed at my shoulders, his lips so sensual. He helped me slid my arms out of the dress.
My breasts came into view, Mister Ken nodding. The Hawaiian stud drank in the sight of me. He had seen me naked only a few hours ago. He had led me into such wild debauchery. My cunt clenched as I pushed my dress off my hips. It fell to the ground. I trembled, feeling so naked.
I had no panties on.
"Ma belle,"
groaned my husband before he picked me up. I shuddered as he held me in his arms. He carried me to the bed. I trembled in delight, my heart pounding in my chest. This was just such an amazing moment. I wanted to squeal out my delight at how lucky I felt. My husband just grinned at me. He nodded, his eyes staring at me.
He wanted to do things to me. That was wonderful. My heart quickened in delight.
My husband scooped me up in his arms. I shuddered as he was caring me to the Island stud on the bed. Mister Ken had this gorgeous skin. A golden-brown that was just gorgeous to look at. He had my mouth watering. I groaned, so wanting to just be planted on that dick.
I craved to have my pussy engulfing that rod. It would be so wonderful to have every inch of that dick in me. My pussy was getting so wet as my new husband sat me down on Mister Ken so I was straddling him.
I gripped Mister Ken's cock and pressed him into my pussy. I shuddered as I did that. It just felt so good to rub him up and down my flesh. A shiver shot through me. I raised him up and pressed him into my cunt. I shivered as I did that. It was so wild.
I plunged my cunt down his cock. I groaned as I swallowed his cock.
"Yes!" I moaned as I sank down him. My pussy devoured his rod. He felt so good in me I groaned, squeezing my cunt down on his cock. I loved how big and thick he was. He felt incredible in me. "Oh, that's good!"
"You look radiant on him,
ma belle,"
my husband said as he moved onto the bed.
"Don't be afraid to stick that cock in her ass," growled Mister Ken. "Mrs. Richardson, lube him up."
"Just slidey your hugey cock into my pussy, Mastery Sir!" the bimbo-slave moaned.
"Sacré Dieu,"
my husband groaned. The bimbo-slave squealed. "That's good.
Merde!"
I glanced back to see my husband sliding his cock into the bimbo-slave's cunt. Her heavy tits swayed in her fishnet bodysuit. They were so lovely to watch. I was so glad to see them jiggling as he soaked his cock in her pussy.
Then he pulled his cock out of her pussy. He smiled at me and moved onto the bed again. My handsome husband. I smiled at him, my pussy clenching around Mister Ken's amazing cock. I shuddered, about to be double-stuffed with dicks on my wedding night.
I groaned as that cock pressed into my butt-crack. That felt so naughty. He slid up and down me. I groaned as he did that. He nudged into my asshole and found my backdoor. He thrust against me. I growled as he thrust against me.
It was so incredible. Just a wonderful moment to have him pushing and pushing on my asshole. It was just so good to have drilling against me. It was wonderful. I whimpered as he thrust against me. It was an incredible to have him pushing on my anal ring.
He popped into my bowels.
"Oh, oh, oh," I moaned as my husband slid into my pussy.
"Sacré Dieu,"
he groaned as he entered me. He sank his cock into my bowels as my pussy clenched down on Mister Ken's big dick. My husband cupped my tits and nuzzled into my ear.
"I love you, ma belle."
"I love you, too," I moaned as he bottomed out in my asshole. I turned my head and kissed him over my shoulder.
As my tongue danced with my husband's, I slid my cunt up his cock. I savored that big dick in me. It was such a thrill to have Mister Ken in my pussy. My husband drew back his own rod. I had two different fictions in me.
Silky and velvety.
I plunged down Mister Ken's wonderful dick as my husband buried his rod back into my asshole. I whimpered into my husband's lips, his hands squeezing about my tits. He massaged them as I rode that big dick.
It felt so good to have them in me. My husband pumped away at my asshole as I rode my island lover's cock. Mister Ken groaned as he enjoyed my tight, wedded twat riding up and down his dick. My bowels melted around my husband's rod as he buried into me again and again.
"What a wonderful honeymoon!" I moaned. "What a glorious wedding night!"
"Oui!"
my husband groaned.
He thrust away at my asshole. I loved it. The pleasure swept through me as I enjoyed both me. I was having such a wonderful time taking it in the ass and the pussy. I loved the feel of that huge cock burying into my bowels.
My anal sheath squeezed down on him. I increased the friction. I loved the feel of his cock hammering my anal sheath. He buried into me with all that he had. He pounded me with force. My bowels melted around his cock. I loved the feel of him pumping away at him. He buried into me with so much force. It was just delicious.
"Oh, oh, oh," I whimpered as I rode Mister Ken, my asshole gripping my husband's pistoning cock.
"Yes!" growled my husband as he hammered me. "You love it,
ma belle?
You love both our cock is you?"
"I do!" I whimpered, my pussy clamping down on Mister Ken's cock.
