The Bimbo Wand Bundle 1 Read online

  God, what a gorgeous body she had. She herself couldn't keep her hands off of her own body. She had to feel her wonderful new breasts. She had to let her hands slide over her wonderfully sexy hips. Then, her hands slid onto her brilliant ass. Such wonderfully curvy cushions of love.

  I knew what I wanted next.

  It was as if Thelma could read my mind. Without me saying a word, Thelma bent over a desk. Bending low she raised her ass so I could see it in its full glory. It was fabulous. To see those two beautiful mounds took my breath away. I was desperate to lay my hands on them. I could see the cute puckered hole of her ass, and below that the folds of her lovely pink pussy.

  She slowly swayed her ass back and forth in front of me. And as exhausted as I thought I was, my cock began to come back to life. I wanted that piece of ass.

  With a single hand she reached between her legs, and with her index finger, she lightly touched her puckered hole. Then her hand slid down to the folds of her pussy. And gently with her finger, she began to move it around in a circular motion stimulating her pussy lips. She was glistening with love juices.

  All around her pussy her index finger went, slowly and tantalizingly. What a show she was putting on for me. Her pussy was so mind-blowingly beautiful. And to watch as she delicately traced its outline and showed me those wonderful pussy lips of hers, it was driving me wild. My cock had become rock hard all over again. I knew I was going to have to give her a seriously hard fucking.

  "I'm going to give you the fuck of your life," I said.

  "That's what I was hoping," she said.

  I went to her. I was going to take my time and milk every bit of pleasure out of this.

  I lay both my hands on her ass. I smoothed them over her velvety skin. I looked down at her cute puckered hole. I couldn't help myself. I got down on my knees and I leaned in toward her ass. With both my hands smoothing themselves over the wonderful mounds of her ass, I leaned in with my tongue and I licked the fringes of that cute puckered hole. I slid down with my tongue and tasted her pussy. God, she was delicious!

  As I looked at her pussy, her whole body shivered and quivered. She so wanted me to fuck her. And God knows I was ready. But I wanted to torture her just a bit more. I looked all around the fringes of her pussy.

  Then with my tongue, I made for her clit. The position was awkward. My nose was going up her vagina! But I managed to flick my tongue back and forth across the nub of her clit. I made circles around it. All the while my nose moving around inside her vagina. Thelma gasped. She breathed in raspy breaths of air.

  "Please," she moaned. "Fuck me, fuck me. You've got to fuck me!"

  Backing my face away just a bit, I took two fingers, and I gently stab them into her pussy. I brought them down on what surely must've been her G-spot. And there I massaged her slowly. At this point, she was gasping and moaning and gasping and moaning.

  "You've got to fuck me, you've just got to fuck me!" She begged.

  "I was just thinking of all those times you bossed me around," I said.

  "I'll never boss you around again. No, never. I just want to be your sex slave. I want to be your love doll. I want to be fucked by you day and night, all the time. That's all that I want. Please just fuck me."

  "Well," I said. "When you ask me that nicely, I suppose I can't refuse you."

  But the truth was, I was burning up inside. My cock was even harder than before. I was desperate to stab it right into that wonderful pussy of hers. And so, I stood up and I grabbed my cock with my hand, and I lined it right up with her pussy, and then I slid it right in, up to the hilt.

  Thelma moaned so loudly when I did so. It was almost a scream! And for a moment I didn't even move. I just wanted to feel my cock inside that tight pink pussy of hers. My God did her box feel good. Jesus, was she ever tight.

  Slowly, at first, I began to pull myself out. The suction on my cock was incredible. This is because I fit her so snuggly, so tightly, and she was so wet. My cock had never felt so good sliding out of a pussy.

  Of course, I only slid my cock out about halfway, and then I slammed my cock back into her. She let out an audible cry, her breathing was raspy and desperate.

  "Yes, yes, that's what I want," she said. "More please, more please, you've got to fuck me, fuck the living daylights out of me. Please!"

  I slapped her on the ass, just to show her who was boss now.

  "Oh! Yes!" She moaned.

  And then I began to fuck her in earnest. I shoved my cock back in, up to the hilt, I pulled out almost all the way, and then I shoved it back in again. I kept up a steady rhythm. I didn't go too fast. Not yet. I wanted her to feel me fucking her, long and hard.

  I loved the feel of her ass as I banged into it with my cock. I loved the feel of my balls brushing against her clit with each thrust. And in the air, I could smell her pussy juices. I whiffed them up and felt delirious in my lust.

  Thelma became so weak beneath me from the pleasure. I had to grab the sides of her ass and hold her firmly in place. And as I did so, I fucked her even harder.

  And all the while she just kept screaming and moaning, "yes, yes, just like that. Fuck me just like that. That's what I want!"

  And then finally, I couldn't help myself anymore, it was time to come. I began to drive my cock into that pussy like it were a jackhammer. God, did I want to come!

  I lost all self-control. I drove my cock into Thelma's pussy so hard, I felt she was going to split in two. I didn't even know or care what I was doing, anymore. All I knew then was that I had to come. That's all that mattered.

  And with my cock filling her pussy, I slammed into her ass yet, again and again, listening to her cry and moan and shout all the while. Oh, God the feeling of fucking my boss up the ass! I wanted to scream for joy!

  I was so near coming now. So mad in my thrusts. Then, suddenly, Thelma's pussy began to convulse and to tighten around my cock! She was orgasming. And it was the orgasm of orgasms. Her whole body was quivering and shuttering and convulsing, and her pussy tightened so tightly around my cock, I couldn't believe it.

  She was screaming wildly and with total abandon!

  "Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God!" She hollered.

  This only drove me on. I became even fiercer. I slammed into her yet harder than before. I grabbed onto her ass with my hands even tighter than before. I shoved my cock deep into her pussy again and again and again with wild abandon.

  And then finally it began to happen, I began to come! Rope after rope of cum began to shoot out of my cock. It was insane. It was crazy. It was an orgasm like none I'd ever had before!

  Where could all this cum be coming from? I had no idea. I didn't care! I just came and I came and I came. It was an experience beyond anything that I could ever have imagined!

  When it was done, I stood there in a daze. Finally, I stepped back away from Thelma, my cock sliding out of her pussy. Quickly, she scurried to me. Her mouth came around my cock. Skillfully and eagerly, she cleaned my cock with her tongue. God, was she good!

  I looked for a chair and found an old antique armchair. I fell into it. Thelma came to me, she crawled up onto me, and then she sat in my lap with her naked ass. She wrapped her arms around me, one of her massive breasts falling against my chest. She was like a little girl. She reached up and kissed me on the cheek.

  I nudged her with my nose, then my lips sought out hers. I kissed her passionately. My tongue slipped into her mouth, and for several minutes we kissed. I loved my new sex doll!

  "What's next?" She asked me.

  I thought about it.

  "Lots of fucking," I said. "And by the way, the wand is mine."

  "Sure," She said. "You have no idea how much money we've been making off of you. You've got an excellent eye for valuable antiques. You've earned that wand, many times over."

  "Oh, have I?" I asked.

  "Yes," Thelma said. "I would say you're in store for a great big raise."

  "Am I?" I said.

  "Yes," she said. "B
ut if you want the wand there is one more thing I want."

  "What?" I asked

  "I want you to fuck me about ten more times tonight," she said.

  "Ten more times?" I laughed. "Is that all?"

  Thelma smiled up at me. Her hand was fumbling for my cock.

  "Okay, it's a deal," I said.

  What future and fortunes that magic wand was going to bring me, I didn't know. But I decided that was something I could think about another day. There was business to attend to right now, that couldn't be neglected.

  I could feel Thelma's hand on my cock, and with her naked ass in my lap she began to squirm. I could already feel my cock beginning to stiffen again.

  Thelma smiled at me coyly and vivaciously.

  It was going to be a long night…

  The end for now.

  Bimbo Wand 2: The Shy One

  My name is Michael Christian Jones. Everybody calls me MC.

  I discovered a magic wand. I call it my bimbo wand. This was no ordinary magic wand. Not at all. In fact, this wand was capable of turning any old plain Jane into a voluptuous pinup doll. I had only just discovered this wand, and I still wasn't entirely sure what I was going to do with it.

  I was at my hole in the wall apartment trying to decide who next to turn into a vivacious babe. I decided I needed to take a walk. Walks always help me think about things.

  Now, as I opened the door, just as a matter of chance, my landlord's daughter was just getting ready to knock. Literally, she had her hand in the air as I opened the door. As usual, she looked embarrassed.

  She was a shy, wispy girl. She must've been at least 19. She was very thin, and she had a very shy demeanor.

  I always wondered if it was because she was so wispy and thin that she was so shy. She had very deep and large eyes. These dreamy eyes were certainly her best feature. I admit that she also had a cute face. But after that everything was all downhill for her.

  She had absolutely no figure to speak of, no tits at all and an ass as flat as a board. The truth was she was skin and bones. Whenever she would come to collect the rent, I would always joke and tell her she needed a milkshake to fatten her up a bit.

  She would just look at me briefly, almost kind of mouselike. Then, she would look down, embarrassed. She would awkwardly smile. Sometimes, she would even laugh a little. But both the smile and the laughter were clearly a defense mechanism.

  To tell the truth, for some reason, I always really liked her. And I assumed, in some manner or other, she liked me, as well. It was the way her eyes always lingered on me when she thought I wasn't paying attention. Of course, If I ever tried to meet her gaze, she would quickly turn away.

  She was always very lenient with me. After all, I was always late with the rent, sometimes an entire month. But she would just say, "pay me when you can." Then she would look down awkwardly and scurry away.

  So there she was, with her hand in the air, ready to knock. I widely smiled at her. Looking at her flat chest, immediately an idea sprang to mind. Should she be the next recipient of the bimbo wand's magic?

  As usual, she looked down, not willing to look me in the eyes.

  "Are you here to collect the rent?" I asked her. "Or did you come here to ask me out on a date?"

  When I said this, she immediately turned a bright scarlet. She was so embarrassed by my comment. It was so amazing, to see somebody as shy as her.

  She didn't even answer my question. She just glanced at my eyes, with those big round eyes of hers, and mumbled something I couldn't quite hear.

  "What was that?" I asked her.

  "The rent," she managed to sputter.

  The truth was, I had come into some pretty good money. The antique shop where I worked, being very satisfied with my services, had given me a large raise. I had more than enough cash to pay the rent.

  I smiled, and I said, "Melanie, why don't you come in, while I get you the money?"

  You should have seen her. She positively squirmed. But I knew without a doubt that she was excited about my invitation. There was this sparkle in her eyes when she dared to glance at me.

  But she didn't answer me. She just stood there, shyly.

  So I said, "come on in already."

  And I stepped into the room. She followed right behind me. Sadly, my apartment was a wreck. I wasn't the cleanest of persons. I had clothes scattered here and there, and a few empty cans of beer as well. Also, last night's dinner plate, a scattering of books, and who knows what else.

  As for my money, I simply had a pile of cash on my desk. I went to it and picked up this month's rent as well as next month's rent. I brought it to Melanie. I handed it to her.

  She dared another glance in my direction, and she even held my gaze for longer than usual. She had such deep, pretty, green eyes. I enjoyed looking at those eyes when she would let me.

  Now as I said, I had a plan brewing in my mind. I looked at the wand that I had laying on the desk. I picked it up. Now, I could have just used it on Melanie right away. But, I didn't think that would be right. First, I needed her permission. The question was, how would I explain this to her?

  "Melanie," I said. "I want you to look at me. I want you to look me in the eyes. "

  When I said this she practically quivered. I thought she was just going to run out the door. But after a moment's hesitation she actually looked up at me and her eyes met mine.

  "I want you to listen to me carefully," I said. "I have a very serious question for you. You see this wand? I can use this wand to give you the body of a pinup model. If you would like, I can make you into a voluptuous centerfold."

  You should have seen her. She looked up at me with incredible expectation. If before I had thought she had a crush on me, then now I knew for sure.

  She dared her longest gaze at me yet. And then she said softly, "is this a kind of game?"

  What did she think, that this was some kind of sex game I wanted to play? Did she think this was an invitation to sex? I had clearly excited her. And she was far more willing and ready than I would've ever expected for such a shy girl.

  "This is for real," I said. "This wand will transform you. You will have the body of the centerfold after I use it. Would you like me to do that?"

  She looked at me as if I were crazy. In fact, she thought it was so crazy that she lost some of her shyness and became even bolder. She actually stepped a little closer to me. Boy, did she like me!

  She placed the rent money I'd given her down on a nearby table. She looked at me quite seriously. She nodded with graveness.

  "Do it!" She said.

  Behind all that shyness, she really had some spunk. Now I don't think she believed me at all. In fact, I think she thought I wanted to have sex with her. And that this was an elaborate kind of sex game that I wanted to play.

  Be that as it may, she had nevertheless given me permission. So I was going to transform her body into that of a voluptuous love doll. I hoped she wouldn't be too surprised, and that she would like her new body.

  I waved the wand at her. And then I said the magic words, "thou art sexy."

  The first time I'd used the wand, it had only been by accident. I hadn't really expected it to work. But now I fully believed in its magic. Nevertheless, this was the first time that I was intentionally using the wand to change a plain Jane into of voluptuous model.

  I wondered what I would do if it didn't work? I would feel terrible, then. What would I say to Melanie in that case? I, certainly, didn't want to have sex with her. At least, not with the body she had now.

  Having waved the wand and said the words, I just stared at her and waited for something to happen. Nothing happened. Melanie blinked at me with those big eyes of hers. She even took a step closer to me, hoping I might make some kind of a move toward her. But I did nothing. I waited.

  But still, nothing happened. But then suddenly Melanie gasped.

  "Oh my," she said, taking in a big gulp of air.

  She began to breathe rather heavily.
Her face contorted into a strange expression. Her hands in a panic ran up and down her body feeling it. Suddenly, her eyes went to mine. They stayed there with a directness she'd never possessed before. There was a helplessness to them as if she were desperate for aid.

  I was suddenly afraid for her. What had I done? What if things turned out differently this time? What if something bad happened to Melanie? I suddenly became very afraid.

  I dropped the wand onto the floor. I stepped closer to her. I felt the need to hold her if only to comfort her as if she were a child. After all, despite being as old as she was, she was very much like a child in her shyness.

  Melanie instantly fell into my arms. She grabbed me. She held me tight. She was trembling. It felt awkward, but I put my arms around her and I held her.

  Then, amazingly, I began to feel from her chest two sweet wonderful, soft mounds begin to grow. Her whole body began to soften in my arms.

  Out of wild curiosity, without even meaning to, I let one of my hands slide down to her ass. There I could feel luscious curves that mere moments ago had not been there.

  I let go of Melanie. I took a step back to look at her. I couldn't believe the transformation she'd taken. She'd gone from having a flat chest, a flat ass, and boyish figure into having the voluptuous figure of a centerfold playmate.

  She put her hands on her breasts immediately. She felt them. She sighed. Her shirt which had before hung loosely now was as tight as could be, and she quickly unbuttoned it to free the incredibly tight restraint.

  Her blue bra beneath was stretched well beyond capacity. I mean, given how flat she had just been, I don't even know why she'd been wearing a bra in the first place.

  Melanie's big eyes went to me. Her mouth made a big O of amazement. She blinked.

  "You did it," she managed to say, breathlessly. "Oh, my God."

  "Are you okay?" I asked her.

  "Am I okay?" She exclaimed. "I'm more than okay, I'm better than I've ever been before."

  "Right," I said to her, reassuringly.

  Melanie took a step toward me. We were already so close, her breasts now nearly brushed into me, just as they had when they first expanded.