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There Can Be Only One Chapter 9There Can Be Only One Chapter 9As is customary in our house on a Saturday evening we all dig in and help mum clear up the dinner dishes so that mum and Cathy can go watch the latest episode of one of those stupid TV programmes where viewers phone in and get rid of some wannabe or other. Dad says he can’t stand them, but he always sits and watches them with mum and Cathy. The table cleared and dishes washed and put away, dad went off to grab his usual chair in the lounge whilst mum made him a cup of tea. The girls ran upstairs to do whatever they had to do before the programme started. I hung back in the kitchen… alone with mum. “Did you shave?” “Ross…” I just stood an arms-length away staying silent but staring directly into mum’s eyes.Mum was the first to break and nodded. I smiled. My eyes diverted down to focus on mother’s breasts. The dress she was wearing was a pretty flowery one with buttons going all the way down the front. I raised my right hand and placed it firmly on her left tit. She took a sharp intake of breath, grasped me by the wrist taking a quick glance towards the hall and the lounge before she turned back to face me. “Stop…stop this right now.” She did not release my wrist after I allowed her to pull my hand away. “This has to stop Ross… it’s wrong” “There can be only one” “What… what are you talking about… you all keep on saying that”“You will find out soon enough… Cathy will tell you if you ask… in the meantime lift my hand back up to your tit” “Ross… nooo…” “I want to feel your tits” “Rosssssss…” “Ok… let go of my wrist… I have got a few e-mails to send and some photographs to run off”Mum’s look was once again one of astonishment and despair… her eyes grew wide. “That’s blackmail” I just smiled, neither acknowledging that what she said was true or false, although we both knew it was blackmail. I started to turn and pull against mother’s grasp. “Wait… wait… let me take dad’s tea to him.” “Come straight back” She sighed. “You are incorrigible. Alright…but we are going to talk young man” Mum let go of my wrist, made dad his cup of tea and took it to him. I jumped up on the counter and sat facing the kitchen door into the hall. From that vantage point I could see if anyone was going to interrupt us. I was just adjusting my shorts to give my cock more room when mum returned. She stood before me about three feet away. “Right young man…” “What size tits are they mum” I interrupted. “Ross….” “Listen mum…I don’t want to keep on telling you… if you don’t answer me straight away… or do as I say then I WILL go upstairs and carry out my threat… Now what size are they?”The question was superfluous as I already knew her size… I mean what teenager doesn’t rummage through their mother’s and sister’s underwear drawers?Mother gulped before answering in a quiet voice… “36C” “Wow…” I tried to sound surprised… “so what size are Susie’s… hers are bigger than yours…” “Ross that’s your elder sister you are talking about… and I don’t know” “Roughly” I gave mum a look so that she knew I was wanting an answer.“I don’t know…about 36D… maybe DD… they seem to be growing constantly” She had recently added a couple of nice lacy half cup 36DD bras to join the multitude of 36Ds. I must admit my sister certainly buys fancy underwear.“Wow… gonna have to see those someday” “Ro…”I held my finger up to my mouth silencing my mother before she could say anything further“Let me see… undo a few buttons” “I can’t… not here…” mums head swung around to see if anyone was behind her. “Face me… and undo some buttons mum… I’ll make sure to let you know if anyone disturbs us” Mum was about to say something but thought better off it. She slowly started to undo the buttons of her dress from the top, pausing before going onto the next one hoping that the latest was enough. I made her go all the way down to her belly button. I reached forward and pulled the dress apart so that her bra covered tits were visible. The bra was a plain white one, no frills or lace, but fitting her round breasts snuggly making her nipple ordu escort profile appear huge. They were trying to bore their way through the material of her bra. I was fighting the urge to grasp them. I just sat and stared at those glorious melons. I noticed mum’s eyes were looking down… I was not sure if just to avert our eyes from meeting or whether she was interested in the bulge forming in my shorts.“Come closer mum” Hesitantly she took a couple of small steps forward. I could now easily reach out and take hold of the soft fleshy tits… and with still the same bravado that I seem to have acquired of late, I extended out to take both breasts in my bony hands. Mum gasped and visibly shivered when initial contact was made. I ground her tits, feeling her hard nipples against my palms through the soft bra material. Sliding my fingers towards her nipples, scr****g my fingertips along white cotton, until I had the two erect nubs between my fingers and thumbs. I gentle pinched and twisted at the same time, to which mum responded with a soft moan. I kept my attack on her tits, squeezing, pulling, twisting…moulding them in my palms. Taking a hold of the bottom of her bra cups, I pulled them over her tits… fully exposing the fleshy orbs which bounced free as fell into my hands. They seemed to be a lot firmer in her bra…kind of more round…but the bare flesh on my hands felt heavenly. My cock was aching. “Take my cock out and wank it” “Ross…someone may come in” “Do it”Mum was halfway through turning her head towards the hall again when I grabbed both her nipples and pulled on them hard… mum yelped and looked back at me “Face me… I will keep watch I said” Her right hand made a tentative hold of my hard cock and gave it a squeeze through my shorts. I pulled again on her nipples, not quite as hard but hard enough. “Take it out mum… I want to feel your hand on my dick… not through my shorts…” “Ross… not here… please… someone may come”. I pulled on her engorged teats. Her response was to slide her hand over the top of the elasticated band and into my shorts. Her soft hand grasped my erection and pushing down on her wrist my cock came free from its constraints. “Wank it… don’t just hold it” Mother took a deep breath before her hand slowly moved up and down. I continued to maul her tits as I looked at my mum’s hand playing with my erection. I noticed that mother seemed to be holding her breath… not taking her eyes off her hand as it slowly jerked my dick to full erection… “Ok mum…I am just off” Mum’s head spun around and her hand froze mid-stroke grasping my cock. I looked over her shoulder fearing the worst. Fuck…I didn’t even see Susie come into the hall from the stairs. Fortunately for both mum and me, she had stopped in front of the hall mirror giving herself that final preen before she left the house. Mums voice sounded shaky “Ok sweetheart… be back before 12 remember” “Mum… I am almost 20” My hand dropped to take my mother’s hand in mine and slowly guided it back to stroking my throbbing cock. I knew it was risky but my heart was thumping with excitement and the thought that my sister would catch us seemed to have it racing even more. It might be fun trying to see what mum would say to explain her semi exposed stroking my cock.To my surprise, mum did not withdraw her hand but started to slide it very slowly up and down my throbbing member, her head still turned around looking at her daughter. Perhaps she was also excited at the prospect of her eldest catching us… or… maybe… no… surely not. Mum swallowed before she spoke… “You have just turned 19 and you know the rules of this house…” Susie let out a very loud audible sigh, turned and left the house, slamming the door behind her. I breathed a sigh of relief along with a quickening pace of mum’s s
troking my cock. I would have loved to get my elder sister under my control… but I doubt whether that would be happening soon. The question still preying on my mind… why did mum not stop, or try and cover herself up whilst there was a chance of Susie coming into the ordu escort bayan kitchen.I let go of the tit I still held in my grasp slipping off the counter, which gave mum an opportunity to let go of my cock… but she held it tightly in her grip, the top of her dress undone exposing her slightly sagging tits with her bra pushed up, perched over them. My hand ran slowly down the front of her belly, snaking its way down towards her pussy. Her flesh felt warm and soft against my hand. Slipping my hand between her tummy and the dress my hand continued with its meandering, causing mum to gasp when my fingers touched the top her pubic mound. I could feel no hair. I felt another surge of blood trough my cock causing it to lurch in mother’s hand. My fingers kept on sliding down “Please son… no” I ignored mum’s plea. Fuck… she was soaking… her cunt was absolutely dripping. My fingers slid easily over her outer cunt lips, slipping between her protuberant inner labia, soft and velvety. I let a finger probe between her inner cunt lips. Her cunt tried to suck my finger into the warm hole. Mum was holding her breath once more as I felt her pussy pulsate around my finger… mum was enjoying it. I stopped finger fucking her for a minute whilst my thumb discovered the hard nub of her clit. In a small circular motion, I started to rub the sensitive nucleus of her sexual nerve endings.She adjusted her stance… her legs parting slightly wider, she was pushing against my hand urging my attention of her pussy to continue. Her hand was gripping my cock harder and moving at a much slower rate, as she concentrated on her own satisfaction. I could not believe how wanton my mother had become in the past day… or perhaps she has always been sensual… just that she had disguised it so well. Who am I k**ding… how on earth would I know if she was a latent nymphomaniac or not… dad might know… but I have never seen any indication in either of their behaviour that would indicate they were sexual in any way.“So close…so close” I heard mum muttering I wanted to fuck her… I wanted to feel my cock in another pussy… I pulled my hand away and I heard a sigh full of disappointment. Her hand speeded up, stroking my erect cock hoping to coax me back into touching her. Her head suddenly swung around thinking that I may have stopped because we had been disturbed by someone coming into the kitchen. Seeing no-one, she turned to look at me, her expression questioning why I had stopped, but chose not to talk… shame… perhaps?I brought my fingers to my mouth and slowly sucked the cunt juice coated digit between my lips. Mother had the look of disgusted acceptance on her face. “You want to suck me off, don’t you… mother?” “Wha… no… Nooo… not here… not now” “But you do… don’t you?”My mother stared into my eyes, wanting her brain to deny it but she knew, that I knew, it was only a matter of time before her body would not be able to resist whatever it was that aroused the sleeping lion… unless she stopped it now… one last chance to fight these urges. I could see the turmoil in her eyes as the seconds ticked by… she lowered her head… and nodded… “But not here… now son… your father… the girls…” her words were soft and whispered“You will do it where and when I ask you to… understand… I know that you will not come of your own volition… you need me… to push you… you want to be my slut…” “Ross please don’t talk to me like that” “But you don’t disagree… do you? You loved taking me in your mouth earlier… you want to taste my cream… you want me to face fuck that pretty face of yours… treat you like a whore” Her hand started to squeeze my cock and slowly slide up and down… fuck she was getting turned on by the verbal assault.“I …I…” “You want to suck me again don’t you MOTHER” Her head bowed… “Yes” she did not hesitate although her reply was hardly audible.“Yes what?” “I wa… I want to suck you off…” “You are a cock sucking slut… aren’t you?” “No… yes…no…I don’t know…Please son…” I took a hold of Mum’s wrist, “Let’s go” and started to move towards the hall escort ordu “Go where?” “To my room… we don’t want to get caught fucking” “Wha… Fucking… I never said we would do that…I only said I wanted to suck you”“Mum… lets go… you know we will fuck eventually… might as well do it sooner than later.” Mum gasped but stood motionless. I am going up mum…” “But what am I going to say to dad… he knows I always watch TV at this time” I smiled… mum didn’t say no… in fact her remark indicated it was the opposite“That’s up to you… think of something… ten minutes… max… or else I may have to find something else to… amuse me…” I was just about to leave, mum visibly shaking… you could see her mind ticking over. Just then I saw the girls come down and were about to enter the lounge to watch pop idol or X-Factor… whatever show it was. Just as they were about turn into the room, I called out to my sister, just loud enough for them to hear and stop staring right into the kitchen. When I had their attention, I took a hold of mum’s elbow and spun her around, so she faced Cathy and Vicky. Both girls let out a shriek with disbelief.Mum released my dick, as her arm shot up to cover her exposed breasts on being caught with her dress open to her waist, her bra pushed up over her slightly sagging tits.“What’s up with you two?” Dad’s voice bellowed in the distance Mum pulled her arm free from my grip and tried to spin back around and cover up but my reflex was quicker and I managed to grasp her with both hands around her elbows turning her once again full on, facing down the hall with her arms pinned behind her pack, her breasts pushed forward in that pose.“Nothing Dad… just that Vicky tried to trip me”. They walked past the lounge door and straight into the kitchen giggling and nudging each other all the way.“Wow… what you two been doing… if we had known… did we see your hand on Ross’s cock?” Releasing mum’s elbows with a final squeeze inferring that she should stay exactly as she was, I slid my arms around her grasping her two exposed tits in my hands and started to knead them “Please no” mum spoke in a whisper. I ignored her plea as I pulled on her engorged nipples… “Seen mum’s cunt lately Cath?” “Yes…I saw it after you shot your load all over it” “Nooo… since then…show her mum.” Mum only got as far as the pl…, before I pulled hard on her tits… “Show her your cunt slut” Mum’s hands dropped and slowly raised the dress up exposing her shaven haven. The girls gasped. Cathy’s hand automatically went to feel it. “Wow… smooth as Vic’s ass… nice… and fuck… she is dripping… what you been doing to her?” “Nothing but a little fingering… the whore loves it”“Your cock is hard… she been sucking it”“Nahh… just giving me a slow hand job… just about to take her upstairs and fuck her though” Mum let out a moan. “What… when… now… with dad here?” “Dad will be watching TV with you two…” “Ohh no… We wanna watch you and mum fuck”“No… maybe another time… besides… you two have to keep dad downstairs” “How we going to do that… you know dad gets bored with X-Factor?”I let go of mum and stepped in between mum and the girls. I smiled and lowered both hands and took and grasped the two girls’ pussies with just the soft material of their skirts preventing actual contact with flesh. The girls let out another shriek. “With these… you two are going to ‘accidentally’ keep flashing dad… that should keep him watching… TV… all evening” Mum made another noise behind me… I would have loved to see the expression on her face right now.“Wha… no
way” Cathy shrieked“Yes way… and make sure he gets a real good eyeful.” “He will ground us for life” I let go of the girl’s pussies and grabbed a hold of my erect cock. “He will be getting one of these lovely hard-ons and that… will make him not ground you…” The girls giggled“But its dad…” Cathy objected“He’s not Vicky’s dad…Vicky…make sure he sees your cunt…and asshole… and you Cath… just as extra incentive… flash as well” I popped my erect cock back into my shorts and best I could and started to leave the kitchen. The girls giggled.“Ten Minutes…” I spoke with some authority in my voice and left the kitchen just as Dad shouted the show is about to start.Comments can be made here or if preferred to [email protected] (note the two NN in nastymann)
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