MILFs at the Park

In a flash, I found myself at the local park. It was disorienting, to say the least. Colors shifted, my head hurt. Wow, it sucked. After a few seconds, I hit my forehead and made myself feel better, then made it so that I couldn't get sick or disoriented ever again.

I looked around, but it was practically empty. The large, green space was mostly used for walking, and at noon no one was out and about.

Except for the two hotties I saw across the grass. I started to walk to them, but since it would take a minute or two I impatiently huffed and appeared before them. They stopped, looking at me expectantly like it was the most normal thing in the world to run into some adonis who could teleport. Because in my world, it was.

They rolled their eyes while I ogled them. One was a blonde named Sam in her mid-thirties, wearing a sports bra and spandex running shorts. Her whole body was toned, and her milky thighs were thick with muscle and a very slight layer of fat. Although her tits were small, her ass was a thing that could only be real in dreams, or if I was involved, but she had somehow acquired it naturally.

The other woman appeared to be Japanese and black, mostly. A hot blasion in her early forties named Naomi. I confirmed it in my own head and also found that she was the mother of two teenagers and a trophy wife. That made me check the blonde, and I found that she was also a trophy wife with a teenager. Started young, apparently. After that, I got back to looking at the blasion bombshell.

Her tits practically spilled out of her tight, grey blouse, filling out well beyond a typical D-cup. She didn't look fat, but it was clear that she had fat in all the right place. She was a real thiccc momma. I trailed her black skirt with my eyes, landing on her juicy chocolate thighs. Her brunette hair rolled softly down to her lower back, and it only amplified her cute face and button nose. The way she glared hard daggers at me belied the rest of her, though.

Okay, what to do, what to do?

My dick hardened, and I whisked away my clothes into nothingness. Or a pocket dimension, I don't know, nor do I fucking care.

I stood there, hand on my lengthening member, and decided what to do.