Sampling some bimbo MILFs

Today was a blast. Carl's bimbo fucktoys have shown me the way.

I left to meet up with his mom (Nicole) and aunt (Rachel) at around 10:00 AM. On my way out the door, I heard more thuds from the bedroom as Carl shoved his morning wood in one of Mom's holes. The "night" was over, so his time with her was up, but I decided not to make a big deal about it. I'm trying to make friends, after all, and I knew I wouldn't be using her for the next 12 hours or so.

So off I went to my new BFF's house, where two gorgeous women were waiting to attend to my every need. Oh, and Carl's dad too... I didn't see him much, though, except when he served lunch.

Anyway, I waltzed into his living room to find the two women waiting for me, already on their knees. Nicole looked just like she had yesterday, minus a few cumstains; her un-mom-like tits and ass were squeezed into a very mom-like floral dress. Her sister Rachel was a brunette, and a few years older by the look of her... But no less of a bimbo.

"Hello Jake," Nicole said, shimmying towards me. "Carl called us last night. I hope you have fun using us today!"

"Nice to meet you, Master," Rachel chimed in, licking her lips. "You're getting hard already... Would you like to shove it down my throat?"

"Ahem. I'm the hostess, so you should use me first," her sister said haughtily. "Didn't you like watching me blow Carl yesterday? You know how good I am..."

I wasn't in any mood to argue. I just stepped forward, pulled out my cock, slid it between Nicole's plumped-up lips... And fuck me sideways, it was heaven. I wasn't convinced before, but now... Well, as far as I'm concerned, every woman on Earth should get their dick-pillows upgraded.

After a few strokes, I switched to Rachel's waiting mouth. She was just as good; maybe a bit less experienced, but more gagging and drooling isn't necessarily a bad thing.

As I fucked one sister's face, I chatted with the other. Turns out neither of them have any of those crazy mental modifications; they're just two very devoted women who have one job (pleasing young men) and want to do it well. That said, Carl does occasionally give them aphrodisiac pills, which probably doesn't hurt when it comes to their obsession with him.

Once my rod was coated in plenty of drool and pre-cum, I used that extra lube to slide my dick between Nicole's tits. Fake or not, they felt awesome... Hell, I think I'm kinda getting into the whole implants thing. Those tits exist for me to fuck, y'know? Well, technically they exist for Carl, but still. In the moment, I was just glad to have my own personal life-sized dolls.

But of course, these MILFs were better than dolls. They moaned, they talked, they followed my commands... We must have spent three or four hours fucking in every position and room we could think of. We didn't stop until lunchtime, and even then I let Nicole suck me off while the rest of us ate: apparently Carl's got her on some kind of special semen-based diet. Rachel was eating more normally, although I did give her a little extra “salad dressing.”

Once she was finished gulping down my lunchtime load, I sent Nicole off to get dressed. She's got quite the wardrobe, and I was pretty happy with the skirt and top she picked out. As for Rachel, I left her naked... Except for the collar and leash. Damn, Carl's got some good taste!

So me and Nicole took her sister for an afternoon walk. She offered to get down on all fours, but I thought that would be pretty brutal on her knees, so she stayed standing (except when she was kneeling between my legs or bent over something, of course). We made it halfway to downtown Madreput before I got tired and decided to duck into a bar.

Even with a bimbo wrapped around my arm and another literally "following my lead," I felt a little uncomfortable just waltzing into an adults-only establishment. I know the lower drinking age is the absolute least important perk of living here, but still.

I was soon put at ease, though, when I saw that most of the other customers were also young men (and their toys). I spotted another young man at the bar, sitting beside a fake-ass bimbo that he had on a leash. A group of teens talked and laughed at a nearby table, getting their cocks worked by the three women who were crouched beneath it. At the next table over, a gorgeous MILF was having a romantic-looking date with a guy half her age, who looked suspiciously similar to her.

But the most eye-catching group was the black dude lounging in the corner, surrounded by no fewer than five bikini-clad women... All of whom had sizeable cocks sticking out of their swimsuits. Some were jacking each other off, some were jacking him off, and others just leaned back and let their pre-cum dribble onto the floor. With how much work they'd all had done, it was hard to tell if any were related to each other (or their master).

We gave that (rather sticky) table a wide berth, sitting down at the other side of the bar and ordering some drinks and snacks. I may have overdid it just a little, because next thing you know I'm too tipsy to walk home.

A lazy threesome on the curb led to a satisfying creampie in the back seat of a cab. The driver, a middle-aged dad, didn't seem to mind... Especially after I gave him permission to jack off. It's a wonder we didn't crash, with his eyes on the mirror the whole way back.

As we staggered inside, my latest load dripping down Rachel's thigh, I swore I'd ask Carl more about mods and moms and all that jazz. Seems like the dude's got life figured out.