The next morning. Again.

For the second morning in a row, Jason woke beside a svelte young body. This time he was spooned into her back, his knees in behind hers and his cock hard as a rock pressing against her backside. He managed to crack one eye open briefly and realized he was back once more in Chelsea's room. He could feel a mass in the way at his feet. Did Chelsea let her dog sleep at the bottom of the bed? Did she even have a dog? His head thumped, and he tried not to think about anything other than what would make it feel better.

Fucking Chelsea right now would help.

His arms were draped round the teenage beauty's waist, and as he wiggled his ass slightly to get himself into position, he lifted his hand to grope her cute little titties. "Holy Fuck!" he exclaimed as he encountered huge pillowy tits. Chelsea's hand came up to interlace her fingers with his, with her palm on the rear of his hand, then pushed it inwards hard onto her breast, letting Jason feel the natural pliability of them. He vaguely remembered helping her augment herself yesterday, and clung onto the tit as he got his cock into position behind her and with a thrust of his hips drove it home, deep inside her.

He lay there briefly, savoring the sensation of her tight young pussy embracing him before starting to slide back and forth, back and forth, then after a minute withdrew and pulled her onto her back. As he prepared to mount her, he was again inconvenienced by the weight on the bed. He lifted his head from the duvet to see what was there.

"Melinda?" he said shocked, seeing the woman he had met on yesterday's bus, curled up at the foot of the bed, still in her fetishistic leather dress. Still she was getting in the way of him having his morning fuck with Chelsea, so she would have to go.

She looked up at her name being called, already awake.

"Get down". he said simply, and Melinda climbed down onto the floor and knelt at the foot of the bed, awaiting further instruction.

Jason ignored her and turned back to face Chelsea, who was lying naked on her back on the bed beside him, looking up at him. She looked amazing. Her breasts even though she was on her back were still pert with youth, even though they were off the scale now. He grabbed one in each hand as he swung his legs across her and sunk down to let his dick enter her once more. In a moment he was off, happily fucking the smiling 18 year old. Chelsea held onto his shoulders for balance and squirmed beneath him, but he had no intention of engaging in anything but a serious fucking. He needed this. His mouth felt awful. His head was still spinning from the night before. He was not sure whether he could keep his stomach contents together, but at least he was here, fucking the hot chick next door that he had been fantasizing about for so long. The bed creaked and groaned in metronomic timings to the rhythms of their lovemaking and Jason panted his enthusiasm closely into Chelsea's ear, occasionally thrusting his tongue deep inside it which caused her to giggle and squirm even while she pushed her cunt hard against him.

Jason had no idea what time it was when he woke up, so he didn't really lose track of it while he fucked the young beauty, but he had no idea how long it lasted. It could have been minutes or hours, but eventually, he came, and came hard inside her splashing her insides liberally, then slumped, unable to support himself any longer on top of her, and still reveling in the feel of her new tits against his chest. He wondered if he should augment any other women that he knew, and thought absently that that might be a nice thing to do.

He was still catching his breath when the door opened. Susan, Chelsea's mom, entered carrying her breakfast tray and placed it once more on her daughter's bedside cabinet. Even having fucked her daughter, Jason still thought Susan looked amazing. She even appeared to have went to a bit of effort in her appearance again before she came in.

"Hi Jason, Chelsea honey", she nodded to the pair in the single bed with a big welcoming smile, "I'll just put your breakfasts there and get out of your way. I don't have any pet-food for your pet there though," she said indicating Melinda who still knelt at the foot of the bed. "but I can get Vic to go out and get some, after he's taken something through to your guest next door".

Guest? Thought Jason, WTF!?! What guest?