HOMECOMING

The vigorous sex kept Denise, Jack and Debbie coming back for more, hour after hour, day after day. They were fuck junkies who needed a fix every few hours. Debbie was fucked by Denise or Jack or both ten times a day, and Denise was on the receiving end of Jack's big dong at least twice a day. Each of them grew used to multiple partners. They all agreed that their favorite position was with Debbie lying on her side sandwiched between Denise and Jack, with Jack's cock in her cunt and Denise's dick in her ass.

Debbie and Denise both did their best to turn Jack on, parading around the house naked. Jack responded with a neverending series of hardons. Nobody ever slept alone now, and their spirited antics gave Jack's bed quite a workout.

Debbie fell quite hopelessly in love with Jack, and without realizing it, Jack began to favor little Debbie over the voluptous Denise. Denise pretended not to notice that Debbie and Jack lit up in each other's presence, but he was secretly overjoyed for them. Denise loved Debbie and Jack, but he didn't intend to be tied to them forever and his leaving would be easier if they had each other to play with after he was gone.

Jack awakened the one morning aware that he was in a strange bed. Slowly he remembered he was in Denise's room and what had happened the night before. He started to get up, but heard footsteps, so he lay back down and feigned sleep.

Debbie came to the door and peeked in to see if he was still sleeping. When she was satisfied that he was, she entered the room. She was wearing bikini panties and fluffy slippers. The girl stood before the mirror on Denise's dressing table and admired herself, arching her shoulders to accentuate her bust-line. Obviously pleased, she smiled as she wiggled her ass and pushed out her stomach, raking her fingers between her legs.

Debbie glanced at Jack, then pushed her panties down her legs to the floor. She went into Denise's bathroom. Jack heard water running in the bathtub. Debbie soon returned and came to the bedside. She bent and kissed him on the forehead, then grabbed the cover and jerked it back. His cock was hard and sprang upward. Jack heard a soft hiss escape the girl's lips.

"Time to get up, Jack. Your bath is ready," she said, her hand wrapping around his pecker. Jack feebly pulled up on the sheet.

"Naughty, naughty, Jack. Don't cover up. I like you the way you are, especially the way you are now," she said, slowly stroking his prick. "It's Saturday so you don't have to work, Denise is out shopping, and your wife won't be home until this afternoon, so we are alone ... just you and me." She continued stroking his prick and then bent over and sucked the bared knob. "Mmmmmm, that's good. Come on, I'll wash your back."

Debbie was a different girl from the night before. Her eager desire of yesterday now seemed to change to a feminine seductiveness. She was available for anything he might want, and obviously enjoyed the effect she was having on him.

It was a bath such as he had never had. The water was perfumed and hot.

She stood close and caressed his chest with her erect nipples. She still held his cock tightly, and she giggled and talked to it as if it were a giddy young boy that couldn't wait. "That's my big boy," she cooed, "but you must wait until you get in your bath, then Mama will reward you for being so nice and hard." She twitched it with her fingers, mocking it, scolding it, telling it how beautiful it was.

They got in the tub together, and she washed Jack with loving care, saving his cock for the last. She lifted it out of the water and lathered it generously, rinsed it off, then bent and drew the slick shaft into her mouth.

Jack leaned back in the hot, soothing water and groaned. She had his entire length down her throat. Her expertise still startled him; she was no novice to cock sucking. When she drew upwards on the shaft, her tongue did the most amazing things to the underside of his glans, and her lips rolled back and forth over the ridge in a most fantastic manner. He leaned back even farther, thrusting into her lips, and stiffened. With a grunt, he poured his milky load into her mouth.

Then they ate breakfast in the nude. She sat on his lap and he caressed and fondled her while they ate.

"Do you think I'll have breakfast like this when I'm married?" Debbie asked.

"Do you enjoy it this way?"

"I love it," she sighed, rotating her ass against his cock.

"Then do it. He'd have to be crazy not to enjoy it."

She reached between his legs and grasped his prick. "The thing that worries me now is that I may never find a man I like as much as you, Jack. I wish you weren't married."

For a moment he didn't know what to say. Finally he whispered, "we'll all just have to trust that everything will work out for the best, as long as we follow our hearts."

Debbie turned on his lap to face him, her legs straddling his. His cock was quickly inside her cunt. She nuzzled down against him, pushing him all the way in. She hooked her heels behind the legs of the chair. "Don't come, Jack. Make it last a long time like last night. I like it in there and want it for a long time. We can fuck like this for a while and then go up to bed and do it some more."

His cock was as deeply imbedded as was possible. It felt so good to her that she closed her eyes and put her head on his shoulder and humped with abandon. The twitching started in her cunt, but she couldn't stop; she had to have that climax once it started.

"Oh, Jack, I'm coming already!" she squealed. The oversexed girl quivered and jerked on his lap, a wave of pleasure filling her heaving belly. She finally calmed down to a steady rocking, sobbing against his shoulder.

Finally the week ended and it was time for Denise's mother, Anne, to return home. Jack and Denise met her at the airport.

Denise felt unsure about himself and more than a little guilty as he dressed to go to the airport. He hadn't worn clothes for days and latex seemed awfully confining, but Jack insisted he wear his yellow scoop dress and he finally relented. The simple yellow dress would've been quite demure if it wasn't made of latex and if it didn't fit Denise's luscious body like a coat of wet paint. It gripped his boobs tightly and his nipples were clearly defined bumps. The dress highlighted his narrow waist and the firm muscles of his tummy and thighs. His cock was held out of sight by his tightest thong-briefs. Mens' eyes bugged out as Denise excitedly skipped and danced through the airport. He was so happy that his Mommy was coming home. Jack was proud to call the excited young sex toy his own.

When Denise saw his mother, he rushed to her and hugged her tightly while sobbing his eyes out. "What's wrong, honey?" Anne asked.

"Nothing, Mommy," Denise sobbed, "I'm so happy I cried. I don't know why."

"It's okay, honey, I missed you terribly too," Anne said. Then she asked her husband, "How did you two make out while I was gone?" Jack hugged Denise from behind, his arms tightly around his tiny waist. The boy/girl instinctively purred and leaned back into Jack, until Denise realized what he was doing and jerked forward, trying to pull away from Jack. Jack didn't let go.

"We worked everything out," Jack said in a happy voice. Then he quickly kissed Denise on the neck.

"Daadddyyy," Denise whined as he squirmed out of the embrace. Anne and Jack laughed and then kissed.

While they hugged Anne said, "I'm glad. You two looked so unhappy before I left."

As the three of them walked to the car arm-in-arm, Anne asked Jack, "Do you have my serum ready?"

"Yes, dear. The lab finished it yesterday," Jack answered.

"Mommy!" Denise squealed, "You're going to have a perfect body too?"

"Of course! How could I pass up such a chance? I'm going to be the world's hottest little blonde."

"Oh, Mommy! I can't wait!" Denise exclaimed.

"You can take the serum as soon as we get home," Jack said as the family joyously jumped in the car and headed home.

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