There Can Be Only One Chapters 9 & 10

As 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 phone in and get rid of a wannabe on TV. Dad says he can’t stand them but he always sits and watches them with mum and Cathy.

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 their programmes started. I hung back in the kitchen.

“Did you shave?”


I just stood an arms length away and stayed silent.

Mum nodded.

I smiled. My eyes were focused on mother’s breasts. The dress she was wearing was a pretty flowery one with buttons going all the way down the front to the hem. I raised my right hand and placed it firmly on her left tit. She took a sharp intake of breath, a quick glance towards the hall and the lounge before she grasped me by the wrist.

“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…its wrong”

“There can be only one”

“What…what are you talking about…Cathy said the same”

“You will find out soon enough…I will instruct Cathy to tell you…in the mean time lift my hand back up to your tit”


“I want to feel your tits”


“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 shock…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.

“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 down the kitchen 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.


“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?”

Mother gulped before answering in a quiet voice… “36 C”

“Wow…so what size are Susie’s…hers are bigger than yours…”

“Ross that’s your elder s****r 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”

“Wow…gonna have to see those some day”

“Ro…” I held my finger up to my mouth

“Show me yours”

“I cant…not here” mums head swung around to see if anyone was behind her.

“Face me…and undo some fucking buttons”

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 her nipples appeared to be 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 mums eyes were looking down at my crotch area. I followed her eyes down to my prick which was starting to tent in my shorts quite visibly.

“Come closer mum”

She took a couple of small steps forward. I could now reach out with both hands and take hold of the soft fleshy tits…which I did do just that. Mum gasped and gave me that pleading look once more. I ground her tits in my hands feeling her hard nipples against my palms. I grasped both nipples to which mum responded with a soft moan. I kept my attack on her tits, squeezing, pulling, twisting…moulding them in my palms.
I took a hold of the bottom of her bra cups and pulled them over her tits….they bounced free and 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…some one 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”

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 the fucking thing out”

“Ross…not here...please…some one 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’s breathing was becoming deeper and more erratic…

“Ok mum…I am just off” Mum’s head spun around and her hand stayed motionless grasping my cock. I looked over her shoulder. Fuck…I didn’t even see Susie come into the hall from the stairs; she was in the hall looking in the mirror giving her self the final preen before she left the house.

Mums voice sounded shaky

“Ok sweetheart…be back before 12 remember”

“Mum...I am almost 20”

“Keep wanking” I instructed

Mums hand started to slide very slowly up and down my throbbing member, her head still turned around looking at her daughter… she gulped before she spoke…

“You have just turned 19 and you know the rules of this house”

Susie let out a very loud audible sigh and turned and left the house slamming the door behind her

I released mums tits and as I jumped off the counter mum and I stumbled slightly but not enough to fall nor enough for mum to let go of my cock.

Mum was standing before me, still slowly masturbating me, the top of her dress undone exposing her sagging tits with her bra pushed up 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... Mother gasped when my fingers touched her pubic mound. I could feel no hair…my cock throbbed in mother’s hand.

My fingers kept on sliding down


I ignored mum’s plea.

Fuck…she was soaking…her cunt was absolutely dripping. My fingers slid easily over her outer cunt lips which were parted …I could feel her hanging 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.

Mother’s breathing was becoming quite loud.

I found the little hard nub of her clit and started to rub.

She adjusted her stance...her legs parting slightly wider, she was pushing against my hand. Her hand was gripping my cock harder and moving at a much faster rate.

“So close…so close” I heard mum muttering

I wanted to fuck her…I wanted to feel my cock sliding in that very channel that I came from.

I pulled my hand away and I heard a sigh full of disappointment. Her hand stopped masturbating me but still grasped it tightly whilst her head swung around half expecting some one to be there. She turned to look at me wanting to ask why I had stopped but her mouth stayed closed.

I brought my fingers to my mouth and slowly sucked the cunt juice coated digit between my lips. Mother had the look of acceptance on her face.

“You want to suck me off, don’t you?”

“Wha…no...Nooo...not here… not now”

“You will do it where and when I ask you to…understand…you cock sucking slut”

“Ross please don’t talk to me like that”

“But you are one mother...aren’t you….you loved sucking me off 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” was her hardly audible reply.

“Yes what?”

“I wa…I want to suck your…your….cock…”

“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

“Go where?”

“To my room…we don’t want to get caught fucking”

“Wha…I never said we would do that...I said I wanted to suck you”

“Listen slut…you are mine to do as I want…your cunt belongs to me.” Mum gasped…

I am going up mum…it takes about 10 minutes now for my computer to start up…hope you make it in time to prevent me from posting a few e-mails.”

“But what am I going to say to dad…he knows I always watch TV at this time?”

“That’s up to you…think of something…ten minutes.”

I was just about to leave, mum visibly shaking…you could see her mind was in turmoil.

Just then I saw the girls come down and were about to enter the lounge to watch pop idol or what ever show it was.

Just as they were about to enter the lounge I spun mum around so she faced Cathy and Vicky. Both girls let out a shriek.

Mum gasped on seeing the two girls looking at her dress fully ripped open, her bra pushed up over her slightly sagging tits and worst of all her hand still firmly grasping my cock.

“What’s up with you two?” Dad’s voice bellowed in the distance

Mum let go of my cock and tried to spin back around and cover up but stayed as she was, after a quick rebuke from me

“Nothing Dad…just that Vicky tried to trip me”. They walked past the lounge door and straight up to the two of us.

“Wow…what you two been doing…if we had known”

I slid behind mum and put 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 objections 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 a baby’s ass…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 and fuck her”

Mum let out a moan.

“What……with dad here?”

“Dad is 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?”

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.”

Mum made another noise behind me…I would have loved to see the expression on her face right now.
“Wha…no way”
“Yes way…and make sure he gets a real good eyeful.”
“He will ground us for life”
I let go of the girls pussies and grabbed a hold of my cock. “It is one of these that will make him not ground you…”
The girls giggled “But its dad…”
“He’s not Vicky’s dad…Vicky…make sure he sees your cunt…and asshole...”
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.

There Can Be Only One Chapter 10

I lay on the bed gently stroking my erect cock through the waistband of my shorts. I can’t believe the control I had got over mum…and so quickly. It had only been less than 12 hours ago. I had switched on the computer but with no intention of sending any e-mails…not yet anyway. The time ticked by slowly as I kept on glancing at the clock…6, 7, 8…’knock…knock’. Mum was early…I smiled…must be eager to feel my hard cock in her cunt.

My voice seemed to be a little gravely when I called for her to enter…my mouth was dry. The door opened slowly, mum slipped in and shut the door quickly and stood there as if waiting for me to say something…I remained quiet just looking at her face, my hand still slowly stroking my erection.

“Ross…this is so very wrong…we shouldn’t be doing this…your father might come up…”
“What did you say to him?”
“I…I said I had a headache and was going to lie down and told him to tape the programmes for me and don’t tell me the results”
“Sounds good mum…now let me see you undo ALL the buttons on that dress”
“Ro…” I interrupted her by looking away from her face and over to the computer…the picture of her and Mrs Noakes filled the screen. Mum gasped.

Her hands slowly went up the top button and she started to pop each one…again with a look in her eyes to say ‘please no more’. I smiled and pushed down the waistband of my shorts so my cock was on view as I wanked it leisurely. Another gasp came from mother’s mouth.

When mum’s fingers had reached the button that would expose her pussy she paused. “Please Ross…this is so wrong…wont me stroking you …or even…” she gulped “suck you…do…dad is downstairs….and I don’t want you to fuc…have intercourse with me…its wrong…so very wrong”

“That’s why mother dearest….it is so wrong…so taboo…that’s why I am going to sink this cock…” I held my cock up so she could see it…”into your fuck tube…the very tube that gave me birth…now fucking un do the rest of the buttons”

I could see mums eyes pool…but her shaky hand continued to pop the remainder of the buttons. When she reached the last one and her dress hung down naturally her tits and cunt were not visible. I just nodded my head in her direction. She knew what I wanted.

Her hands grasped the dress and slowly pulled it apart until her bare bald cunt and bra covered tits were on open display. I reached over to the bedside stand and lifted Susie’s camera…mum’s eyes widened as I slowly lifted the camera and focused on my mother exposing herself to me. I give her credit she did not try and cover up as I took the first snap.

“Now lose the dress” I commanded

Mum slipped the dress of her shoulders and shrugged it off…her arms lay motionless by her side, the dress clutched in her right hand and her head bowed…I could see tears falling down her cheeks.

“Now lose the bra”

Without looking up she dropped the dress to the floor and reached behind her to undo the clasp. The bra was slowly peeled from her body and soon lay on top of the dress. ‘FLASH’ another picture joined the first on the memory card.

“Come closer mother” I got off the bed to meet her halfway. I did not touch her but walked around her taking pictures from different angles. Mum was still muttering her please no all the time.

“Open your legs wider slut and bend over.” Mum gasped but did as she was commanded. I took a couple of pictures of her bent at the waist…her slightly drooping tits hanging down with nipples as large as marbles.

I stood behind her. “Pull your ass cheeks apart…let me see your puckered rose bud”


I slapped her hard on the right buttock. She jumped back up to a stand with a shriek and turned her head to face me.

“Bend over mother…show me your asshole”

You could see the anger in her face as she bent over again…this time her hands went to her cheeks and pulled them apart…her face once more turned away from me so to hide her embarrassment

I kicked her right ankle slightly to indicate to spread her legs wider apart. She shuffled until they were about half a metre wide. A few more snaps joined the others.

I shifted my body position until I was laying flat on my back, my head between mums spread legs and looking straight up at her cunt and her swinging tits. Her pussy was once again visibly wet.

“Squat …bend those knees”

Not a sound came from mother as she did as requested…the camera on over drive as her cunt came closer to my face. As she lowered herself with her feet planted so far apart her cunt lips started to spread. Her cunt was dripping, almost as if she had pissed and not wiped.

“You fucking horny bitch…you are as wet as a fucking damp sponge”

Mum stopped lowering herself; frozen when hearing my words…she didn’t speak but just looked down at my face. A smile crossed mine as I lay the camera down. I shuffled along the floor until I thought I was in the right position.

“Lower your cunt onto my mouth...I want to taste your juice”

You could see the shock on her face.

“Ross…I nev…it’s dirty….please don’t”

I looked up at her from my prone position…

“You mean you have never had your cunt licked…?”

She shook her head.

“Makes two of us…I have never kissed a cunt before…now lower it fucking down…”

Mum didn’t move so I raised my hands and grabbed her by her upper thighs and pulled gently down on them. She started to lower herself. In my eagerness to taste cunt for the first time my tongue leapt out to meat the advancing pink lips. Her outer labia hung down but were parted so I could see the wrinkly pink folds of her inner cunt.

I groaned and mum moaned as my tongue met cunt for the first time and mums pussy felt a pointed tongue for the first time. I lapped up her juices relishing the taste of my first pussy. Mum was moaning…dragging her cunt up and down my extended tongue. I sucked on her clit as it came out of its sheath…mums moans were all the louder as my face became more and more coated in her cunt juice.

My cock craved attention.

I pushed mum up and off…she seemed reluctant to rise.

I looked up from where I lay as she stood crouched over me. Her face seemed flushed and her nipples hard and erect.

“Time to fuck slut…get on the bed”

“Ross…please…just let me suck you…don’t make me do anything more”

“Get on the fucKING BED” my voice rising gradually as I spoke.

Mum rose and made her way slowly to my bed…she stopped and looked at me as I got from my prone position.

“Ross please don’t”

“Lie down I want to look at your face as my cock enters your fuck tube”

She did as I asked but still trying to talk me out of what I had planned as she sat first on the bed and just lay back with her legs hanging over the edge. She kept her legs closed.

“Shuffle up whore…I want to be comfortable as I fuck my slut”

The look on her face was priceless…one of disbelief that someone dared to speak to this Christian woman in such vulgar manner and to make it was her only son…but she did as she was told without replying.

“Spread those fucking legs…let me see how keen your cunt is for your son’s cock”

I was stripping off as she slowly spread her legs for me. I took the camera and pointed it at her and took a couple of other shots…my cock harder than I had known it to be…or at least it felt that way. I gave it a couple of hand strokes as I got on the bed and knelt between her legs.

“Ready slut?”

“Please Ross….I am begging you…please don’t do this”…her voice was speaking but I was not sure her body and mind were agreeing.

I smiled, put the camera down and slowly got in place over her with my outstretched arms either side of her shoulders.

I slowly lowered my body down so my cock came in contact with the smooth bare skin of my mother’s quim. It was hard against my belly so I slid down slightly and as I came back up my cock found its way in between the spread petals of my mother’s pussy.

Mum took a deep breath and seemed to hold it…waiting for me to slide my cock into her fuck tube. I smiled…”Ready???”

Mums eyes widened with that pleading look in them.

I slowly started to slide into that wet warm canal. The silken walls seem to grip me and yet allow my prick to continue its heavenly journey. It was most definitely the best feeling to date.

When my cock was fully in I did not move …I allowed the latest sensation that my cock was experiencing savour in its divine pleasure. Mums eyes were closed…tears gently trickling down her face. It was hard to describe how I felt about that right then…all I knew was my cock was in paradise…I was not going to dwell on it.
I slowly started to move my cock back out until mums cunt gripped my bulbous head. I paused slightly before entering her fully once more.

“Fuck…fuck…fuck…” I kept muttering to myself as I slowly built up a steady rhythm as I fucked the woman that gave me life. Mums tears were flowing more freely but her cunt was pulsing as if giving my cock small squeezes. I quickened my pace.

Mums breathing became more deep…Her ass was lifting off the bed to meet my thrusts…fuck…she was fucking me back.

“You like this don’t you”

Mum stayed silent but shook her head as if saying no

“Then why are you fucking me back”

“I...I’m not…I am your mother…I shouldn’t be enjoying this.” She opened her eyes to look at me as she stopped pushing forward to meet my cock… but still her cunt still kept the steady gripping pulses.

“Fucking liar…you are loving my cock you fucking slut...aren’t you…you whore…”

She shook her head in absolute denial but as I made my verbal onslaught she started to fuck back once more. Were the words I spoke exciting her to fuck me???

“Fucking bitch…cock sucking slut…I am going to make you into my fuck toy…your body is going to be mine…” I continued to keep up the verbal abuse as I fucked her hard and strong…she kept on shaking her head as if her mind was disagreeing but her body was definitely fucking back.

I was almost there…I could feel the cum ready to spurt deep into my mother’s womb.
I dropped my arms and kissed my mother full and hard on the lips. I could feel my mothers soft breasts press against my smooth chest. She did not resist as I pushed my tongue deep into her parted lips. I felt her go tense just before my first spurt shot out of my cock. I stopped kissing her and just lay on top of her…my cock spurting its potent juice deep inside her. I gave the occasional hump to make sure I was getting rid of my load. I could feel mother’s chest rise and fall rapidly as it fought for breath. I didn’t think about whether she had cum or not... all I knew that that was the best ever.
I collapsed on top of her.

Mum had tears flowing down her cheeks again.
After what seemed like an age I swung off her and lay next to her. Her tears had subsided and she did not move.

We both looked up in alarm when the bedroom door opened. I relaxed when I saw Cathy’s head peek in. Mum grabbed a pillow and tried to cover her body with it.

“Dad…what’s your dad...where is he?” Cathy ignored mums questions.

“Did you do it…did you fuck her?”

“I just smiled and nodded”

Cathy slipped in and shut the door behind her.

“Was it as good as fucking Vicky?”

“Better…much fucking better”

“How...why…what was so goo…”

“What you doing up here anyway…what’s dad doing?” I interrupted he barrage of questions.

“The perv...he can’t keep his eyes of Vicky’s cunt…the dirty old man”

Mum gasped

“Did you show him yours?”

“No need…Vicky is keeping him occupied”

“Well fucking show him your cunt…”

“But wh…”

“Just do it…and get the fuck back downstairs I don’t want him coming up here”

“He wont...he was going to come up to see how mum was but I jumped up and said I would go check”

“Ok…get back downstairs anyway…just in case”

“Alright…but next time you two fuck I wanna watch…ok”

Mother whispered her wishes for that not to happen in my ear’

Mum’s eyes closed and she shook her head sideways when she heard me agree to Cathy’s request.

Cathy smiled…bent down and kissed me on the lips… “Me next Master…me next” she laughed and I detected it was said more to see mum’s reaction rather than an invitation to actually fuck her. She slipped out of the room. I flush the toilet to help explain why it took her so long to check up on mum.

I jumped up off the bed …”You had best get to your bedroom before dad does come up…just in case.”

Mum rose “Please son...don’t do anything to Cathy…she is so young”

I ignored her and sat bollock naked at the computer and plugged in the camera so I could start to transfer the pictures.

“Please son…” but she knew her words were falling on deaf ears. She picked up her bra and was about to put it on…

“Leave it off”

She gave me a look and dropped it on the bed and slipped on her dress. She only did up enough buttons so that her cunt and tits were hidden. Lifting her bra she came and stood beside me.

“Why Ross...why?”

“Because I can” I reached out and pulled her dress apart exposing her cunt. She didn’t move or say anything.I let my hand touch her pussy and feel her juices mixed with my i****tuous seed seeping out and down her inner thigh.

“Because I can…and because you want me to…now please leave and let me sort out these images.

Tears were starting to form again as she turned and left the room.

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Categories: FetishTaboo
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1 year ago
1 year ago
Hurry up on the next ones, I'm high on it!
1 year ago
Ah, found them.
1 year ago
Sorry I missed chap's 5&6 and 7&8.