+ and a happy new year

watching his Milfs enjoy each other during his refractory period, licking cum off their breasts and faces, while he laid down in the house's official blowjob chair. After showing their dear stepson how much they loved his spunk, as they barely bothered to squeeze or grope at each other, they cheered, "Oh YES, you're ready to go again!" as they rushed to his rehardening cock and gave it a few licks to clean it while he was seated.

Surprisingly, unlike a pair of cock obsessed bimbos, Lena moved away to suck on his balls while staring lovingly into his eyes, while Emily sat up on the sofa chair's arm with her hand trailing behind her to stroke his length as she leaned in to whisper "Is there anything mommies can do for you, sweetie?".

John bricked up harder than he thought possible, between the two milfs, as the exact implication of their programming hit him, they weren't a couple slaves being **** by a voice in their head, or a couple mindless robots following orders, hyper-submissive maids, feral cock-hungry animals, or cum-brained bimbos; they were 100% slutty milfs controlled by his desires and who genuinely cared about him, but he still felt turned on by all the contrast. As one hand clutched Lena's head and the other groped Emily's tit, he instructed them on how to pamper him and dip into their saving for him.

" Sure thing, Love" Tracer said, pulling herself off his balls as she nuzzled his cock. "all for you ,dear" Emily added as she moved over to grind her cunt on the other side.

Taking turns grinding and sucking before the last load of the day ended up in Tracer's mouth, that then got half sucked out by her former lover, John enjoyed the best sleep of his life in the master bedroom as he groped Tracer's ass with her face in his crotch and his own face nested in Emily's rack.

Six days left of the year

John woke to a weight pressing down near his legs as a lump crawled up under the covers, feeling sweaty and warm from the new routine he commanded both of them to start, with both milfs giving him a temporary break for them to take a steamy shower together to dutifully clean out their sinuses with steam and their asses elbow deep every few hours; so their son could throat and butt-fuck 'em cleanly, with this being a rare moment for them to show their devotion through each other without putting on a show as they'd shower and look at each other not with the lust they used to have for each other, but pride towards their shared dedication, as they wrecked each other anally with only some of the toys bought from their savings.

The lump under the sheets immediately went to licking his morning wood as a red-headed slut, naked except for the black chains and cuffs on her arms, legs, and neck, walked in and quickly tried suppressing a smile to go along with today's role-play.

"Goodmorning Sweet-, Uhm I mean, I have done as you asked, Master" Emily said while kneeling down at the side of the bed, still excited to be close enough with John to be invited to play pretend with him regardless of his age and even if her role is supposed to be a depressed will-broken sex ****, as she acted on another part of her new routine and handed her son a shake filled with high doses of zinc, protein, and other supplements and aphrodisiacs to fuel his new life of being drained by these two slutty milfs.

Gulping down his fuel for his rounds today, he felt presumably Tracer, hard at work, throating him to get her own milkshake too, while Emily jutted her chest out, presenting herself as she bit her lip and looked like she was sadly pouting while her eyes hungered for commands.

"Go help, your fellow ****"

"Yes m'lord" she said, sounding too pleased, as she flipped up the covers, revealing Tracer pressing her nose against his pubes as she flexed her throat while in the same **** cosplay as Emily.

Looking up and excitedly bobbing her head, Lena watched her co-parent grab the chain and cuff on her neck as the back of her throat was forcibly pummeled from being yanked up and down, with every ounce of pain for her son's pleasure filling her with pride at being such a dedicated mother, as Emily felt the same as her ass got smacked to set the throat fucking tempo.

John commanded " pluck her off" and soon Tracer was pulled upward stronger than her suctioned lips or tongue could follow as she was left gasping with her tongue out and lips flared as Emily held her head, as they both were excited at the newly exposed cock's potential at now finishing in one of their more intimate holes.

"Em' lay down, your master is going to breed ya"

"YES!" "We're finally gonna get grand-studs, Emily!"; they cheered

Emily quickly laid down and spread herself, excited at the idea of going beyond taking care of the needs of just one son, as her smile widened the deeper he plowed into her. Lena kneeled next to her and held the hand of her potential bred **** as she listened to their 'master's' balls clap, with her own cunt directed towards as well for her own greedy interest of being bred instead.

"Too eager" John said, disappointed at the break in role-play but happy to see them act on their own slutty thoughts as he traded into Tracer and watched their smiles swap immediately.

"Fuck yes, thank you, Love!" Tracer moaned out while clamping her soaked cunt around him.

"Is this how an enslaved woman would act?" John groaned as they continued to follow their own wills from their altered minds.

"Umm.. Oh!~ Please Master not inside!" as she quickly pounded his tip against her cervix.

"No take me instead" Emily quickly added, hoping to entertain John with the roleplay and feel his jizz growing inside her, but she still only had the enthusiasm of a parent playing along.

" Then how about this" as John traded to Lena's well prepped ass, Groaning out at her first backdoor encounter with a thick cock at her excellent ass, causing her to grip the sheets and share a look of excitement with Emily as she masturbated to the scene.

"Yes!, Yes! M'lord fuck my ass" she cooed, throwing away the negative side of the role-play as her fat cheeks clapped against a step-son that no longer cared. Giving her a faster and rougher ass-fuck, with no part of Lena ever showing a **** **** girl side, as she came hard as the chain to her collar got pulled and her ass was filled with cum, her tongue lulling out in front of her lover.

After slowly reviving his dick with a creamy butt-job from the well used Milf, he flipped Emily over into the same pose as he roughly handled them and took turns cumming in their asses and pulling on their chains.

The day went by as he used their outfits to manhandle them and cum down their throats and asses, emptying out his protein shake by either feeding them normally or by enema, but of course he was a thoughtful master that let his slaves eat normal food before any of their cleaning breaks.

Five days left of the year

The lesbian couple of Emily and Lena were definitely frugal people, but the slutty milf-slaves of John were willing to pay whatever for their son's desires, with a large part of their budget that they couldn't spare even for Christmas, now going towards supplements, cosplays, sex toys, and other lewd purchases.

Today, Lena and Emily were posed completely naked for their son, except for a collection of LED's and stickers on them; meant to decorate the couple like circuit boards.

"Beep-boop, Milf-slut one reporting for duty Love, heh" Tracer said while trying to act serious by moving stiffly, but she was struggling to hold her laughter at the dorky role-play, especially as Emily was doing the robot dance next to her.

Massaging his brow at the complete failure to roleplay, but still being glad at the contrast he was looking for being on full display, he ordered "Milf-slut one begin blowjob protocol, two standby for diagnostics"

Lena smirked as she knelt down and began passionately sucking cock, as Emily held still jealously with her palms gripped, refusing to move her hips as her cunt got fingered, but Lena's head-game was far from robotic and Emily couldn't help but react to her stepson's touch.

"Make the same movements exactly, you keep still!"

However, Emily thought that John would be more pleased with a blowjob performed exactly as he asked, so she again grabbed at Tracer to be an outside **** and make things feel more robotic, but she also couldn't stop herself from moving during this, with her hips thrusting along his fingers.

He finally said "Fuck it" as he pulled Emily in front of him, to fuck her thighs, as his cockhead was snatched again by Lena's tightly pursed lips with Emily's wetness spreading across his length.

"Be a thigh-fuck machine"

"Oh~ Yes 'user' starting on low speeds" she joked while pressing Tracer's head deeply into her thighs, with her ass grinding against his groin, as his rod moved passed both of her holes.

Both of them proved to be as un-robotic as possible, as Emily clamped her thighs and angled her cunt along his length with her strokes, and Lena sucked in her cheeks and rapidly flicked her tongue at his tip; showing how passionate they were.

After receiving a couple, now routine, smacks to her ass, she groaned out "AH!~AHH, MAX SPEEDS!" as her thighs thudded against her partner and her ass clapped against her owner's groin.

From the work of all three of them at once, Tracer's face was covered in the jizz and girl-cum of everyone else. Emily was lowered to floor from her leg shaking orgasm, while John cleaned his rod off between Tracer's tits as she licked the fluids shot onto her lips.

The day was mainly used as an outercourse training day, with the former lesbian couple learning to use parts of themselves as automated masturbators, with the LED's flashing lights highlighting their motions.

Four days left of the year

After a few days, the chores in the house started to pile up, so John reached into a box of sexy-maid style outfits and passed them out, disappointingly telling his milfs to focus on house work for the day, causing them to look about as depressed to walk away from him as they potentially would've for their **** cosplay earlier.

Letting their lust and anticipation pile up for only a moment, John snuck into the kitchen as Emily was mopping the floor with Lena cleaning a couple blenders in the sink. Right behind Emily, he told her to keep quite, despite how ecstatic she was at getting to satisfy him more directly, especially with how he was groping her thigh and flipping up her skirt, away from her bare pussy and plump ass.

He slowly stuffed himself up her tight backdoor, as she tightly gripped and rooted her mop to the ground, struggling to not moan out as he pressed in balls deep and even left a belly bulge pulsing just above her snatch. Groping her hips and seeing her fat ass cheeks clench, he started rapidly pounding into her with the sound of her groans escaping as she drooled.

Tracer was about to turn around to the familiar noise, but soon after John tapped Emily's elbow and thrusted her forward, she felt a mop handle probe at her ass as it pushed and bent her over the sink with the running water soaking her uniform; causing the fabric to cling to her and expose her chest.

Walking forward with Emily in his grip, both maids felt a rod pressing deep into their asses, with Lena backing hers up on the handle while the warm mop head squeezed against Emily's already soaked snatch.

Lena felt pegged by the thrusting she got through Emily as they both moaned in sync, with John going balls deep to start the domino effect.

"handling the cleaning? Oh!" Emily joked, before Tracer replied "Mh!, more like cleaning the handle" as she moved quickly back and forth, with Emily soon climaxing with most of her squirt being soaked up immediately.

After being pulled out of, Emily stumbled down to her knees and watched her stepson approach a nearly finished Tracer, who quickly tried pulling the mop out of her own ass as she grinned at him; hoping to climax on him instead. "Does master need his actual knob polished too?", she said just before her smile dampended slightly as he held the mop handle in place; moving it slightly but still blocking a more meaty replacement from sliding in, as he edged her.

"Would you do anything for me?" John asked

"well sure, anything for you love" she said blushing to suddenly be on the spot like this.

"Why?"

"Because I care" both of the milfs said in unison, putting a smile on his face as he noted that they were more similar to a couple of slutty push-overs that cared too much than directly hyper-submissive servants.

"ha, You're correct, I do want my 'knob' polished" John said as he freed her asshole for smoother movements as he laid her down on her back, "but I'll use your cunt for that first" as he pressed into her vagina; that was much tighter at the moment.

She bit her lip and looked excited to feel some attention back on her pussy, as she held her skirt up and moaned, with Emily groping herself at the thought of her partner being impregnated.

After a couple minutes, she came and tried wrapping around her stepson, but failed as he pulled out and ordered them both to tongue bathe his cock, with the two maids soon working together to blow him, while Emily squeezed her mop out above them, covering themselves and his dick with a thick smell of pussy that later had the smell of cum mixed in as he came on both of their well presented tongues.

The rest of the day consisted of cleaning whenever John could resist flipping their skirts for fun or having them polish his meat.

Three days left of the year

Other than to continue playing dress-up, John ordered his two milfs to do whatever they wanted, so of course this led to Lena being on her hands and knees, wearing an orange and white reverse bunny suit, as she threw her pussy back on to her stepson's cock, while her lover groped him from behind and whispered into his ear.

Earlier, Emily had a similar getup on and quickly got mating pressed in it, with her son curling his back up enough to bury his face in her rack as she came, but after pulling her head by the bunny ears and forcing her to swap between tit-fucks and sucking him off, she ended up with his load just swirling around her mouth.

Now with him occupied with Lena, she traded into an outfit from the same box, a cheetah print lingerie set; more fitting for a cougar, but perfectly charged sexually, as she massaged his still clapping balls, feeling like spunk was her natural prey.

"fucking like rabbits, eh?" she seductively whispered, with him only nodding back as he focused on the phat ass in front of him. From being fucked so rapidly, Tracer gripped the couch she was on as she came intensely on his cock and soon felt him giving himself a butt-job off her dazed rear.

She clamped her cheeks and tried moving her ass back and forth, but was pulled up by her collar and was ordered to "get the tails"; causing her to leave temporarily and for Emily to go back to devouring his cock.

A moan reverberated along his dick, as Tracer slid a cheetah tail themed buttplug while wearing a cotton-tailed one herself. Both of them worked together in giving him a sloppy blowjob, with Emily being the more aggressive one taking his cock down her throat directly, while Tracer gave a ton of fast licks wherever she could. John fingered both of their pussies and admired their asses, while they were bent over him and sucking his cock.

When they traded off with Emily focused on his balls while Lena quickly pleased his cock, he came deeply in Lena's mouth, and as soon as Emily felt his balls stop twitching, she pounced on the girl in the reverse bunny suit and began aggressively tonguing the semen out of her partner's cheeks.

After recovering from his orgasm, John pressed his cock between their mouths for a quick cleaning, before he went to admire their soaking wet cunts grinding together, stacked on top of each other, with his cock becoming the only thing separating them as he fucked the space between them and stroked along their clits.

While both of them shook their hips around his cock, he played with their plugs, and listened to them as they moaned into each other's mouths, just as his dick slid harder towards them or their buttplugs got pressed in deeper.

A hand from each girl started to trail down and spread the other's pussy, inviting him to take turns fucking them as he even would trade off every few thrusts to fuck their shared space again.

Just when everyone was close to finishing, he rapidly took the slimy space between them and felt them cum around him as he grinded against their snatches, and he glued their stomachs together with jizz.

They definitely proved to be highly cock-hungry today, but they weren't completely feral as they gave into their stepson's every whim, especially given how eager he was to feed them his cum and give them an excuse to lick each other even more than they used to.

two days left of the year

Today's activity took significantly more prep time than anything else, with the two milfs regulated to staying in their easy to clean shower, as they used a suction pump to forcibly plump up their lips, tits, and clits, by sucking them into tubes until they were swollen and then ejected, and their bodies were also heavily oiled and lubed; meaning that it would be messy for them to go anywhere else that couldn't just be showered down.

Over their thick layers of edible lube were patches of equally edible glitter, with some even cut out into the shape of stars and other shapes; each made to match their milf's eye color and slutty make-up.

On top of their slutty display, were a pair of micro-bikinis, color matched to their glitter, to make them look as slutty as possible with the cups and crotches moved out of the way; giving them the impression of two impossibly slutty beach bimbos.

They were even told to take some trucker stimulants and intensely play with each other, thinking of him for a couple hours, so that they'd be as scatter-brained as possible without overly harming them.

After waiting for a couple of his pre-fuck shakes to kick in, John stepped into the shower and saw them standing with their knees shaking in the corner as they relentlessly finger fucked each other.

Still getting used to her temporarily extra plump lips, Tracer giggled and spread herself saying "finally some real cock!" as the dick she was eyeing approached. She groaned as he slapped his tip at her artificially swollen clit, with it feeling extra sensitive, even as he sunk into her and fucked her against the shower wall.

"Yes!, Yes shag your step-mommy oh-fuck!" she moaned as her slippery legs tried wrapping around her stepson, while her plump-lipped redheaded partner stroked her large nips and clit to the sight.

thoroughly using her as a cocksleeve, with her mind becoming even more fogged from the pleasure of a shared climax as he came deep inside her tight pussy, then pulled out and tied the condom he was wearing, clamping it to her ear and writing a tally mark in her lipstick above her snatch; just add to the bimbo look.

Tracer tilted her head to show off her condom earring as she slapped the filled bag to show off to her cucked partner.

As he slid on another condom, a part of him felt that it was waste to not go in raw with such incredibly hot milfs, but he thought of how sexy they'd look covered in tally marks and used condoms; and he didn't feel like sharing them in an actual gangbang, so it was the perfect challenge.

Lena was still obsessing over the trophy on her ear, as Emily was turned to face the wall, the bright gem of a buttplug peaking out as she was fucked from behind.

Picking up Tracer to kiss her on her plump lips, while clapping Emily's cheeks, she gripped the wall right beside her partner with the g-string of her micro-bikini pulled up against the jewel of her plug as she shook her phat ass and felt her lubed up globes smack together wetly.

Fucking as fast as possible to fill up all the condoms he could, John treated them both roughly, with them being absolutely thrilled to show off their devotion, as Emily soon felt her trophy being filled inside of her, before being clamped to her ear to match the load receiver of the last round.

Before he could put on another condom or get fully erect again, they both turned around and started covering his dick with lipstick marks from their trashy bimbo makeup as they licked, sucked and kissed his recovering cock. When he was fully and hard again, John didn't care to put on another condom, as he enjoyed fucking the playing with their plump tits and lips as he traded in a cycle between the bimbos' big titted peaks and their pillow like lips.

Cumming on their faces and chests, they looked correctly like complete sluts, but as he put on another condom, he asked insecurely "Would you do this for anyone else?".

Surprised by the question, Tracer answered "um no, I figured this is like a privilege for family, right?", with Emily adding " yeah, but maybe anyone else only if made you happy I think"

"nice" John said feeling secure that bitches like these will only be his.

The shower threesome continued throughout the day, with John taking a handful of breaks to recharge, and 'cum' back again and again.

By the end of the day, the milfy bimbos were covered in cum shots, tally marks and used condoms hanging off wherever possible, with cum even dripping around their buttplugs when he tried plumping up their assholes with the vacuum pump before he enjoyed them feeling extra tight and swollen near the entrance of their ass-fucking.

When John finally stopped being capable of being a one man gangbang for the two milfs, he showered off with them, then went to bed as their swelling went down, and they were excited to celebrate new year's eve tomorrow.

Last day

It was New Year's Eve, and there wasn't much cosplay planned, except for a couple classic milf aprons that were consistently kept folded between their cleavages and mainly acted as a couple of blowjob bibs.

Spending most of the morning in the house's official blowjob chair, the only man of the house felt them take turns gagging on his rod with their spat dripping down their aprons. Emily and Lena both enjoyed the feeling of getting a load sent down their throats, on their faces, and if they grabbed their apron in time; then on their tits too.

John watched his milfs and saw that their love for each other was definitely replaced by a love for his cum, as they licked as much as they could from each other, and whenever one of them was cleaned off, they'd move right back to his cock.

As the evening approached and their aprons became too dirty to celebrate new years in, they changed into a couple sexy short cocktail dresses, with skirts and tops rolled towards the center, to show off their tits and asses.

They both went into the face down ass up position in the living room, as they each enjoyed a rough ass-fucking from their stepson, while who ever wasn't getting fucked, masturbated to the show he put on with one of them.

During the afternoon, he tore off their dresses while fucking them, and eventually flipped Tracer over, lifted up her hips, and dove into her tight and unprotected pussy, while new year's was being celebrated on the news.

Emily rubbed her partner's clit, solely to get her pussy to twitch and please her stepson's deeply sinking rod. Tracer leg-locked him and gripped the rug they were on, moaning "Ahh, yes! Love put it deep in me, Cum inside me!"

"Yes, get closer with your new mommy!" Emily cheered as she listened to her stepson's balls clapping against her partner's thighs as his tip pummeled against her cervix.

Just as the new year's ball was about to drop, he made one last thrust, sinking deeply into her as her cunt and legs clamped around him, bathing his rod in a flood of her wetness as her face contorted into an O-face with a high pitched moan to match the mind-shattering orgasm she got from feeling her fertile womb absolutely filled by the young man she decided to take in.

To further celebrate the new year, Emily soon pounced on her stepson, bringing him into a deep kiss for so completely impregnating Lena, who had his tensed cock slip out of, and once he was ready for another round, slipped into Emily as she rode on top of him, and after regaining her focus, Tracer crawled around on her back; to prevent any seed from spilling out, as she went to thankfully kiss and lick the balls that emptied into her as they clapped against an equally enthusiastic redhead.

Emily bent forward to kiss her stepson as her tits pressed against him and his hands squeezed her ass, her hips bouncing on him, while she moaned deeply into their kiss. Feeling him press deeply into her, she put a hand on his chest to steady herself, and smiled deeply at how much happier she was to pamper his cock and soon be impregnated by it than she was being a dyke with Lena, as she'd lift herself up as high as she could, before dropping back down with her eyes rolling up on every down stroke.

"Yes, Breed US! Breed US! Knock both your moms up!, get some blood siblings!" She cheered as she welcomed him, thrusting up into her as rough as possible.

After a few minutes of being so deeply dicked, her eyes fully crossed and her tongue lolled out dripping spit, as a pussy tightened and did all it could to successfully milk him into her quickly filling womb, with some trailing down his rod to be worshiped by Tracer at his emptying sack.

She slid off of him and laid down on her back, happy to be impregnated as she prevented any more sperm from leaking out while holding the side of her stepson/baby-daddy, with her fellow former dyke with a full snatch crawling over to do the same to his other side.

Both knocked up women held a hand over their stomachs and whispered in his ear, while thinking of the future, " Happy New Years"

"Happy new years"