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There Can Be Only One
Chapter 34
Sunday morning was surreal
Alice had woken early and went down to prepare breakfast for her husband. She had left him sleeping blissfully after a very enjoyable fuck the night before.
The married mother was humming to herself feeling very content. After last night’s fun she had made it painfully obvious that it was she that decided when... and how... they have sex... and it would most definitely not be a regular thing. Last night was a one off... although she did hint that the next time her husband would be playing the role of their son in their love making.
The truth was... however enjoyable it was... Bill fucking her... it was the thoughts that was running through her mind that gave her the orgasm... not her husband’s dick.
She knew it would be only a matter of time before Ross would direct his younger sister to take the next step... from exposing her body to their father to actual physical contact.
Alice was not too perturbed about her husband and youngest daughter being together... it would ease her guilt about her relationship with their son... and it also might allow her to spend more time with Ross, if Bill was keeping Cathy occupied.
She was not too sure what plans her son had for involving her husband... and although she told her husband it was her decision when they would have sex in reality it was her son’s... he would be dictating when... and with whom she was to open her legs... and her mouth in the future.
The happy woman was snapped out of her thoughts when Cathy and Vicky bounced into the kitchen... wearing very short t shirts and nothing else.
“Well if your father didn’t see much the last time, he certainly won’t miss anything this time. Go and get dressed”
“Ochh... don’t be so... grumpy... I bet you are wearing nothing under that robe”
Alice smiled... she could not argue with that.
“You know there is only one... so does Ross know what you are wearing... and what your father would see?”
“We will go up and put on a skirt in a bit... we heard you and dad... last night. Does Ross know that you are cheating on him?”
“If you must know it was your brother that told me what to do. Has he mentioned anything to either of you?”
“No... why... should he have?”
“No... no.”
The girls looked at the mature woman with a little suspicion... whilst thoughts of exactly what the girls heard had Alice a little perturbed.
“Are you two wanting breakfast this morning?”
“No... Vick is going to tell me all about what Ross did to her all night...”
“All night?”
“Oh, Ross will mention it... if he wants too. Come on slut... tell me what my pervy brother did to you” The girls turned to leave the kitchen.
“Touché. Put something on and tell your father that his breakfast will be ready in ten minutes. You might have to shout a few times because he is a sound sleeper”
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“Just go in... he’s probably still asleep”
“What if he isn’t... we should do what your mum said and get dressed”
“oh stop... just go in”
Cathy turned the handle on her parent’s bedroom door and cracked it open.
“He’s... he’s asleep... oh my god... he’s naked... the covers...”
Vicky pushed her friend aside and peeped in...
“Oh my god...”
Cathy eased the door open a little further as both girls peered into the room.
There was Mr. Gorman... sprawled across the king-sized bed. His chest rose and dropped as he slept unaware that the two teens were staring at his cock which lay limp across his upper thigh.
“Go in and wake him”
“No... you... he’s your dad
“Right... and he would be fine if he woke up with a morning woody and seeing me standing there?”
“He hasn’t got a woody... and besides... it would be just the same if he woke up and saw me. Let’s do it together”
“We could just shout and wake him”
“I want to have a look at his cock... is he circumcised... he looks like he is?”
“How the fuck should I kno...”
Cathy stopped whispering... her friend was already halfway through the door
Vicky was staring down at her friend’s dad’s cock... she beckoned the stunned teen to come over and join her by the bed. Cathy guardedly crept into her parent’s room... her heart thumping, hoping that her father would not wake up and catch them.
“It is circumcised... wonder what it feels like”
“Fuck Vick... you’re not going too”
Vicky looked at her friend and smiled... and before her she could stop her... the mischievous teen had lowered her hand and stroked it lightly with her fingertips.
Both girls froze and looked at the sleeping man when his cock twitched at the touch.
“He’s still sleeping... your mum said he sleeps soundly”
“Come on... let’s go... we’ll knock on the door loudly” Cathy’s tummy was churning
“Oh... you... scaredy-cat... touch it... he won’t wake up”
Cathy just stood shaking her head... alternating her glances between her father’s face... and her friend’s hand, which was now actively stroking the sleeping dick. Bill Gorman’s cock was showing signs of arousal.
“Vicky... stop... he WILL wake up”
“Fuck... it’s different... look... he’s fast asleep... probably dreaming about looking at our pussies”
“Vick...”
“Go on... touch it... fuck...”
Before Cathy could respond to her friend her jaw dropped in disbelief... Vicky’s head was already halfway down to meet the cock that she was holding upright.
Cathy could only gape in astonishment as her best friend took her father’s soft cock in her mouth and suck on the bulbous knob.
The young teen bobbed her head up and down a few times sucking the penis that was definitely responding to the oral stimulation.
The sleeping father let out a moan as he rotated his body... still fast asleep unaware of the mouth engulfing his knob end.
The slight movement and sound made the promiscuous teen stop sucking momentarily... petrified that she had woken the sleeping man. Slowly she withdrew her mouth.
“Fuck... I so want to fuck your dad...”
Cathy just stared at her friend
“I need a fucking cock in me, Cath... do you think I could coax your brother into do me again... I only just sucked him off...”
Vicky rose from her crouched position, brushing past her friend she made to leave the sleeping man.
“Wait... wait...” Cathy spoke in hushed tones... “We have to wake him...”
“He’s your dad... I’m off to see Ross”
Cathy stood staring as her friend left her alone with her father... pondering how to wake him.
She could not really wake him with him being so exposed... his cock... almost fully erect now. The young teen didn’t think it was as erect when Vicky stopped sucking it...
The young teenager gasped realising he must be getting a morning woody in his sleep.
The temptation was too much... after all... Vicky didn’t wake him when she did it... and she may never get a chance to touch an uncircumcised cock... or even suck on one...
Very gingerly she crept closer and touched her father’s cock with the tips of her middle and index fingers. The large pink muscle twitched at her touch... her eyes darting up to his face to see if she had stirred any other part of him.
Just as her friend had done... Cathy became bolder and started to lightly run her fingers up the veiny rod... until after a minute she had the whole throbbing member in her tiny fist... masturbating her dad with a delicate touch... never taking her eyes off the sleeping man for more than a split second at a time.
Cathy’s confidence grew the longer she stroked the sleeping snake... her grip becoming tighter... the speed increasing... cupping the heavy hairy balls in her palm... gently squeezing and juggling them in her small hand.
The temptation was overpowering... a quick final look at her father... satisfying that he was still asleep... she lowered her head and gave the purple knob a hasty kiss.
She thought she heard a moan, but she could not detect any change in the sleeping prone man’s breathing or facial expression... and gaining bravado in the words her mother had said about waking her father from sleep, the f******n year old placed her closed lips back to her dad’s dick head without taking her eyes from his face.
Nervously, the young teen parted her lips and let the tip of her tongue caress the small piss hole... tasting the tangy pearl of precum that had gathered there.
The buzz she was getting of performing such a perilous and forbidden act, made Cathy ignore the consequences of her father waking... and slowly let the bulbous knob pass between her lips.
The thrilled teenager... pleased that she was sucking such a forbidden cock... increased her efforts to get as much of the dick in her mouth... wondering if she could actually get her father to cum whilst still asleep... he would have a wet dream but with all the evidence in her tummy.
Her tiny hand held the base of the erect penis... the pubic hairs tickling her fingers as she made small movements to encourage the heavy balls to give up their sperm laden cream...
Lost in the i****tuous depravity of what she was doing... Cathy did not notice the low moans becoming more frequent... and louder... her only objective was to taste her father’s cum...
“Cathy... did you tell your father that his breakfast is ready?”
The gobbling teen’s heart stopped as did her breathing... and every muscle in her body froze as she tried to register where the sound of her mother’s voice was coming from. With her father’s cock still tickling the back of her mouth... straining her aural senses she quickly gathered that her mother was half way up the stairs and about to catch her in the forbidden act.
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Cathy lay still... she was sure her mother and father could hear her heart thumping against her rib cage as she hid under their bed. She was lucky it was her parent’s bed and they kept it clear... there was no way she could have hid under her own bed.
It was a close call. The agile teen had just managed to slip under into her hiding place as her mother entered the bed room. She watched with bated breath; the naked legs walk up to within inches of where she lay...
“Bill... oh... you’re awake... did Cathy not tell you breakfast is about ready?”
Alice’s husband was most certainly awake... he had been for a few minutes.
He had thought it was a dream... but through blurry eyes peeking through closed eyelids he faked sleep... enjoying the sensations of his youngest daughter’s mouth upon his cock.
He was tempted to place his hands on the teen’s blond hair... guide her head as it bobbed up and down... but did not want to risk startling the girl and embarrassing her into leaving him wanting. He cursed his wife as he heard her voice down the landing.
“Wow... last night certainly did get you all worked up... it’s... why is it so wet?”
Alice Gorman had noticed her husband’s erection and wrapped her hand around it as she spoke... giving it a few stokes.
The frustrated man’s brain was trying to absorb everything that had occurred within the last twelve hours... starting with last night and his wife blowing him as they fantasised about him being with their daughter... then this morning, that very same girl sucking on his cock... hiding under their bed.
“Uh... oh... well last night... I couldn’t help it...”
Alice looked at her husband...
“But... but it’s wet... slippery...wet”
“Oh...” the 48yo man knew why it was so wet... but he dare not reveal that it’s her daughter’s saliva that was the reason...
“I... well I spat on my hand... you know... lubrication...” His face was burning with embarrassment...
“oh... alright...”
Alice wanted to suck on her husband’s cock... she enjoyed last night... teasing him... egging him on to admit to wanting to fuck his youngest daughter... she wanted to see what else would he admit too... but the breakfast downstairs was getting cold... and besides... Ross had not told her she could suck her husband’s dick again.
Alice released her grip on his erection and with a playful slap...
“You haven’t got time... you have a football game to go to. Just put on your robe... you can get dressed after breakfast... it’s is getting cold”
Bill Gorman let out a groan and watched his wife leave the bedroom...
He lay on his bed for a few seconds... wondering what to do about the young girl hiding under his bed. Did she want him to know that she was sucking on his cock? Did she intend to suck him to completion... cum in her mouth? What was this all about... the flashing whilst watching tv... his wife suddenly interested in sex again... this morning...
“BILL... BREAKFAST IS GETTING RUINED...” His wife’s voice drifting up to him...
“Coming”
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Cathy was in her bedroom. Her brother had obviously not objected to her friend visiting him as she was no where to be seen... no doubt on all fours getting her pussy... or her ass pounded. She wished it were her getting fucked... sucking on her father’s cock had got her all worked up.
She was pleased that her dad did not wake up and catch her... but her little clit throbbed at the thought of being with him... his cock spurting in her mouth... of fucking her pussy... wow... what would it feel like... fucking your own dad.
Fucking your brother is bad... but your dad... fuck... she suddenly shook as the orgasm erupted ... sending shockwave after shockwave through her.
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The journey to church was eerily quiet... no one spoke... all lost in their own thoughts.
Mrs. Gorman and Susie sitting in the front were both preoccupied with what Ross had planned for them... would he really enforce them to go out on a date with Jason as he had suggested... and allow the introvert boyfriend to use the mature woman to satisfy his lust instead of his girlfriend?
Susie was looking forward to it... her mother not so much.
Cathy was still absorbed with what she had done a few hours earlier. She had not told her brother... nor her friend that she had sucked her father’s cock. She didn’t know why she hadn’t... especially when Vicky had ribbed her about her doing it and then going into her brother’s room and going down on each other in a classical 69 position.
Cathy was determined though to seduce her father and make love to him... soon...
Vicky... smiled all the time to herself. She seemed to be happy with her sexual development. In just over a month, since she lost her virginity and had become a total slut... everything she had done excited her... and she had no intention of slowing down.
Doing things with her own brother... and father... was enjoyable... but nowhere near as satisfying as being with Ross and Cathy. She loved surrendering to their demands... their aggressiveness... the feeling of being worthless... a plaything. Perhaps... Ross could teach her little brother to be like him.
Ross... seated between the two young girls... his hands resting high on their naked thighs was formulating what he could do next... and with whom.
As much as he enjoyed all the sex that he was having... and he hopes it never ends... which with all the alternatives he has available to him is very unlikely to happen... the thing that gives him the most satisfaction is adding new and different girls... and women to his ever growing harem.
Events have moved fast... from being a virgin to having... he counted... His mum... two sisters... Vicky... Mrs. Noakes... Mrs. Wells... his grandmother... that makes seven... ohh... and Adèle... eight... that’s a different one every day and two on Sundays... he laughed to himself.
His young mind started to think of other women he could snare in his web... teachers... there were a few he wouldn’t mind fucking... friends of his mums... his aunt... women that he will see in church today... his mind was a blur of possibilities...
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Alice’s mind was yet again not on spiritual matters. Her son was not sitting next to her and had chosen to go up into the mezzanine floor and sit during the service. At one time the pews would have been full... but now with church attendances as they were no one sat up there, and only a quarter of the seats downstairs were used by parishioners.
Ross sat looking over the low balcony at the congregation below. Most were women with a handful of men sprinkled amongst them. Half of the women were a little too old for his liking... a quarter he would not even consider... but the remaining... well there are a few he wouldn’t mind getting his hands on... and of course, sitting next to Mrs. Noakes... was her daughter... a very distinct possibility.
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Mrs. Noakes berated herself for agreeing so eagerly to let Ross return that afternoon. It was not just her readiness to let the teen arrange the practicalities of his pending visit ... the manner in which Ross spoke must have made it painfully obvious to Mrs. Gorman, that her son would be attending more to the Vicar’s wife’s needs than the maintenance of the aging church hall.
The expressions on Mrs. Gorman’s face indicated that she knew exactly what her son was implying and yet what confused the Vicar’s wife was that she never questioned her son’s inuendoes.
As Ross sat alone up on the mezzanine floor, he had mulled over every detail of how he could get his dick in the big busted woman that afternoon and dissipate any objections that either his mother or the woman of his lust could throw at him.
The Vicar’s wife was all for meeting up with the teen again. Her husband would not be a problem as he would be spending all afternoon at the hospital... a commitment he has undertaken on the third Sunday of every month to attend to those that want comforting. It was Julie... her daughter that stood in her way.
Mrs. Noakes had hoped that her daughter could spend the afternoon with Cathy... a suggestion that pleased Alice Gorman as it would have meant she didn’t have to go out with Susie and her boyfriend. Ross’s mum’s smile soon faded when her son suggested that the two girls could stay ‘help’ him.
Alice knew exactly what kind of help her son had in mind... but surely he wasn’t interested in the flat chested f******n-year old?
When the scheming teen mentioned the girls staying with him... Claire glared at the teenager wondering what his plans were... didn’t he want her to be alone with him? All her protestations seem to fall on deaf ears and her attempts to thwart the girls coming with them failed. She gave up trying and trusted the young boy had a plan... and that perhaps she could spend a few moments alone with the boy that had turned her world upside down.
Ross smiled at the buxom woman and winked.
The Vicar’s wife noting the wink and assumed that the youth had a plan but could not figure out exactly what it was... all she knew she wanted to spend time alone with this dominant boy and his gorgeous cock. She knew that it would only be a matter of time before she went all the way with him... and break the seventh commandment... if performing fellatio and allowing him to fondle and suck on her breasts had not already broken it.
The mature woman could not decide if she was relieved or disappointed that with her daughter and Ross’s sister being there that afternoon it might delay the evitable.
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“I want to... but... the girls...” Claire Noakes sounded worried as Ross led her through the heavy wooden door back into the church.
“They seemed as eager to get rid of us as we are to be alone”
The young teenager had reason to believe in the words he spoke as he had given his younger sister specific instructions to keep her new friend occupied for at least one hour.
“I am not so sure... will they be alright in the hall all by themselves?”
“Yes... they will be fine. Cathy won’t unlock the door unless she knows it us and they seemed more than happy to get the skittles out and play 9 pin. That should keep them amused for a while and there’s always the other stuff they can play with”
Claire was not convinced about leaving the girls alone in the hall but she had been thinking about being with the sixteen-year old all week.
“Besides... they both have phones and we have ours so everything will be fine...” Ross turned and threw the heavy metal bolt across the oak door.
The red-haired woman shivered when she heard the loud clunk... her tummy churned as she wondered if she had made the right decision. She knew she hadn’t... and the guilt was overpowering... but she also knew that she had to be with the boy so she could erase the relentless curiosity that gnawed her bothered mind.
Ross moved down the short dark corridor. The first two doors he opened was a store room and a small kitchen... the third... the vestry... a distinct possibility... with all the choir’s vestments hung on one wall and a large wooden bench running down the middle. His mind was settled when he pushed open the fourth door.
“In here...”
“I... I am not sure we should... this is where... my husband... it’s his office”
Ross ignored the woman and walked on in... sitting in the large leather office chair by the desk.
Claire could feel her tummy muscles tighten as she held her breath... and stepped into the small room. She watched as her young paramour made him self comfortable and a feeling of dread crept across her face as he fished out his phone from his pocket. The 39yo was having second thoughts again.
The smiling teenager said nothing, but slowly undid the top button of his jeans and slid the zip down. Wriggling about in the lush chair he fished out his semi-erect cock... freeing it from the tight restraint of cotton and denim.
The stunned woman just stared in disbelief at the effrontery the youth showed without an apparent feeling of modesty in his body.
“We haven’t got long... best get started” Ross sounded indifferent although inside he was eager to fuck the nervous woman.
“Wha... what? What... do you want me to do... su... suck you?”
Seeing that beautiful hard penis again started to dissolve her conflicting emotions
“Of course... but first I want to see you... take off your clothes”
Claire swallowed...
“All... all of them... do I need... can I just not just... you know...?”
“Just what... what do you thing we are just going to do?”
“I thought... I could... just... suck your... and you know... my breasts again.”
“We had this discussion last time. You want to be here... you want this cock... it is a cock... so let me hear you say it”
“I... I could suck your co... cock” The mature woman was still having trouble in coming to terms using such language but when ever she said it or the swear words crossed her mind... she felt a tingle race from her nipples down to her pussy.
“You really loved me playing with those tits... sucking them... nibbling on those huge nips... didn’t you? I bet you lay in bed... or in the bath... probably both and everywhere else... tugging on those teats thinking about my mouth back on them”
The 39yo felt her body warm with the embarrassment that raced through her... it was true... she could not deny it.
“I thought so... so let’s get started... the girls are probably half way through their game...”
Ross smiled to himself... he knew that skittles were not the game his sister and her friend would be playing.
Claire bit her lower lip as she looked at the seated teen once more before she slowly slipped the navy-blue jacket off her shoulders... looking about her for a second before dropping it on the wooden chair in the corner.
She could not look at the boy as he sat with his phone held in his right hand. She could not see any of his fingers moving as he held the camera still... gasping as she realised, he must be taking a video of her stripping. She did notice his left hand moving... it was slowly sliding up and down the rigid muscle of flesh that protruded so lewdly from his jeans.
The modest woman wanted to object to the videoing of her discomfiture... but even though she preferred he didn’t, there was that niggling feeling inside of her wanting him to debase and humiliate her in any way he wanted.
The white blouse and her bra soon followed the jacket on the chair... her arm across her chest in an attempt to cover her ignominy.
“The skirt... everything” Ross sounded indifferent but inside he was eager to get the mature woman stripped
Claire Noakes shuddered... for the first time in a very long time she was going to be seen naked. Her husband had never seen her without any clothes on... except in a very darkened room... the lights were never on... both husband and wife embarrassed about being naked in front of one another. The only people she could recall seeing her in this condition would be her parents... when she was just a c***d... and doctors or nurses.
Totally self-conscious about standing with her large breasts on display... wishing they were smaller... firmer... not so... huge... she reached behind her and unzipped the fastener on her skirt... pausing momentarily, she found the small button and released it from the hole.
Completely subdued... she let the skirt drop... bending at the waist to step out of the garment... before placing it on the chair.
“Everything”
The white slip was quickly removed... and when she hesitated in removing her tights, she jumped at the sternness of the teen’s voice.
The tights and white knickers were removed as one.
Naked... vulnerable... degraded... the vicar’s wife did as she was asked. She twisted and turned... bent and exposed... at her antagonist’s orders... fully aware that the phone was recording every movement and pose.
Mortified as she was... she could not understand why she was so amenable to his demands...and why her nipples throbbed and her pussy pulsated so vigorously.
Ross stood... and in less than thirty seconds he too was as naked as the woman before him.
Claire Noakes stood staring... her arms by her side... accustomed to her enforced nudity... admiring the teen’s athletic and muscled body. The shameless woman’s mind was already imagining what it would be like to make love to such a person... to let her hands roam over that taut muscular body... to feel the erect rod throb in her hand... in her... cunt...
“From now on... no more tights... it’s stockings or nothing”
The daydreaming woman jumped on being brought out of her immoral thoughts. She nodded without really absorbing what the boy said... or the implications.
“No panties...”
“You mean... never... or just when I am seeing you?”
“Never...”
“I... I... you know... once a month... need them to...”
It took a moment for Ross’s brain to understand what she was trying to say... then it clicked...
“Oh... your period... say what you mean... don’t let me tell you again. Ok... if you need to wear them then... but only then.”
“Sorry... thank you”
Claire was surprised by her own reply. Why...did she thank the boy... for letting her wear panties just for a few days and be like a shameless hussy the remainder of the month
“I like my sluts to be smooth down there but I quite like your red bush... and you do keep it nicely trimmed... so... just keep it... for now”
The timid woman nodded her agreement to his request. She thought herself as being a slut now... and wondered for the first time in her life what it would be like to be void of pubic hair... maybe someday in the future he might want her to shave it smooth.
“Ok... enough...”
Ross placed his phone on the desk and approached the nervous woman...
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Chapter 34
Sunday morning was surreal
Alice had woken early and went down to prepare breakfast for her husband. She had left him sleeping blissfully after a very enjoyable fuck the night before.
The married mother was humming to herself feeling very content. After last night’s fun she had made it painfully obvious that it was she that decided when... and how... they have sex... and it would most definitely not be a regular thing. Last night was a one off... although she did hint that the next time her husband would be playing the role of their son in their love making.
The truth was... however enjoyable it was... Bill fucking her... it was the thoughts that was running through her mind that gave her the orgasm... not her husband’s dick.
She knew it would be only a matter of time before Ross would direct his younger sister to take the next step... from exposing her body to their father to actual physical contact.
Alice was not too perturbed about her husband and youngest daughter being together... it would ease her guilt about her relationship with their son... and it also might allow her to spend more time with Ross, if Bill was keeping Cathy occupied.
She was not too sure what plans her son had for involving her husband... and although she told her husband it was her decision when they would have sex in reality it was her son’s... he would be dictating when... and with whom she was to open her legs... and her mouth in the future.
The happy woman was snapped out of her thoughts when Cathy and Vicky bounced into the kitchen... wearing very short t shirts and nothing else.
“Well if your father didn’t see much the last time, he certainly won’t miss anything this time. Go and get dressed”
“Ochh... don’t be so... grumpy... I bet you are wearing nothing under that robe”
Alice smiled... she could not argue with that.
“You know there is only one... so does Ross know what you are wearing... and what your father would see?”
“We will go up and put on a skirt in a bit... we heard you and dad... last night. Does Ross know that you are cheating on him?”
“If you must know it was your brother that told me what to do. Has he mentioned anything to either of you?”
“No... why... should he have?”
“No... no.”
The girls looked at the mature woman with a little suspicion... whilst thoughts of exactly what the girls heard had Alice a little perturbed.
“Are you two wanting breakfast this morning?”
“No... Vick is going to tell me all about what Ross did to her all night...”
“All night?”
“Oh, Ross will mention it... if he wants too. Come on slut... tell me what my pervy brother did to you” The girls turned to leave the kitchen.
“Touché. Put something on and tell your father that his breakfast will be ready in ten minutes. You might have to shout a few times because he is a sound sleeper”
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“Just go in... he’s probably still asleep”
“What if he isn’t... we should do what your mum said and get dressed”
“oh stop... just go in”
Cathy turned the handle on her parent’s bedroom door and cracked it open.
“He’s... he’s asleep... oh my god... he’s naked... the covers...”
Vicky pushed her friend aside and peeped in...
“Oh my god...”
Cathy eased the door open a little further as both girls peered into the room.
There was Mr. Gorman... sprawled across the king-sized bed. His chest rose and dropped as he slept unaware that the two teens were staring at his cock which lay limp across his upper thigh.
“Go in and wake him”
“No... you... he’s your dad
“Right... and he would be fine if he woke up with a morning woody and seeing me standing there?”
“He hasn’t got a woody... and besides... it would be just the same if he woke up and saw me. Let’s do it together”
“We could just shout and wake him”
“I want to have a look at his cock... is he circumcised... he looks like he is?”
“How the fuck should I kno...”
Cathy stopped whispering... her friend was already halfway through the door
Vicky was staring down at her friend’s dad’s cock... she beckoned the stunned teen to come over and join her by the bed. Cathy guardedly crept into her parent’s room... her heart thumping, hoping that her father would not wake up and catch them.
“It is circumcised... wonder what it feels like”
“Fuck Vick... you’re not going too”
Vicky looked at her friend and smiled... and before her she could stop her... the mischievous teen had lowered her hand and stroked it lightly with her fingertips.
Both girls froze and looked at the sleeping man when his cock twitched at the touch.
“He’s still sleeping... your mum said he sleeps soundly”
“Come on... let’s go... we’ll knock on the door loudly” Cathy’s tummy was churning
“Oh... you... scaredy-cat... touch it... he won’t wake up”
Cathy just stood shaking her head... alternating her glances between her father’s face... and her friend’s hand, which was now actively stroking the sleeping dick. Bill Gorman’s cock was showing signs of arousal.
“Vicky... stop... he WILL wake up”
“Fuck... it’s different... look... he’s fast asleep... probably dreaming about looking at our pussies”
“Vick...”
“Go on... touch it... fuck...”
Before Cathy could respond to her friend her jaw dropped in disbelief... Vicky’s head was already halfway down to meet the cock that she was holding upright.
Cathy could only gape in astonishment as her best friend took her father’s soft cock in her mouth and suck on the bulbous knob.
The young teen bobbed her head up and down a few times sucking the penis that was definitely responding to the oral stimulation.
The sleeping father let out a moan as he rotated his body... still fast asleep unaware of the mouth engulfing his knob end.
The slight movement and sound made the promiscuous teen stop sucking momentarily... petrified that she had woken the sleeping man. Slowly she withdrew her mouth.
“Fuck... I so want to fuck your dad...”
Cathy just stared at her friend
“I need a fucking cock in me, Cath... do you think I could coax your brother into do me again... I only just sucked him off...”
Vicky rose from her crouched position, brushing past her friend she made to leave the sleeping man.
“Wait... wait...” Cathy spoke in hushed tones... “We have to wake him...”
“He’s your dad... I’m off to see Ross”
Cathy stood staring as her friend left her alone with her father... pondering how to wake him.
She could not really wake him with him being so exposed... his cock... almost fully erect now. The young teen didn’t think it was as erect when Vicky stopped sucking it...
The young teenager gasped realising he must be getting a morning woody in his sleep.
The temptation was too much... after all... Vicky didn’t wake him when she did it... and she may never get a chance to touch an uncircumcised cock... or even suck on one...
Very gingerly she crept closer and touched her father’s cock with the tips of her middle and index fingers. The large pink muscle twitched at her touch... her eyes darting up to his face to see if she had stirred any other part of him.
Just as her friend had done... Cathy became bolder and started to lightly run her fingers up the veiny rod... until after a minute she had the whole throbbing member in her tiny fist... masturbating her dad with a delicate touch... never taking her eyes off the sleeping man for more than a split second at a time.
Cathy’s confidence grew the longer she stroked the sleeping snake... her grip becoming tighter... the speed increasing... cupping the heavy hairy balls in her palm... gently squeezing and juggling them in her small hand.
The temptation was overpowering... a quick final look at her father... satisfying that he was still asleep... she lowered her head and gave the purple knob a hasty kiss.
She thought she heard a moan, but she could not detect any change in the sleeping prone man’s breathing or facial expression... and gaining bravado in the words her mother had said about waking her father from sleep, the f******n year old placed her closed lips back to her dad’s dick head without taking her eyes from his face.
Nervously, the young teen parted her lips and let the tip of her tongue caress the small piss hole... tasting the tangy pearl of precum that had gathered there.
The buzz she was getting of performing such a perilous and forbidden act, made Cathy ignore the consequences of her father waking... and slowly let the bulbous knob pass between her lips.
The thrilled teenager... pleased that she was sucking such a forbidden cock... increased her efforts to get as much of the dick in her mouth... wondering if she could actually get her father to cum whilst still asleep... he would have a wet dream but with all the evidence in her tummy.
Her tiny hand held the base of the erect penis... the pubic hairs tickling her fingers as she made small movements to encourage the heavy balls to give up their sperm laden cream...
Lost in the i****tuous depravity of what she was doing... Cathy did not notice the low moans becoming more frequent... and louder... her only objective was to taste her father’s cum...
“Cathy... did you tell your father that his breakfast is ready?”
The gobbling teen’s heart stopped as did her breathing... and every muscle in her body froze as she tried to register where the sound of her mother’s voice was coming from. With her father’s cock still tickling the back of her mouth... straining her aural senses she quickly gathered that her mother was half way up the stairs and about to catch her in the forbidden act.
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Cathy lay still... she was sure her mother and father could hear her heart thumping against her rib cage as she hid under their bed. She was lucky it was her parent’s bed and they kept it clear... there was no way she could have hid under her own bed.
It was a close call. The agile teen had just managed to slip under into her hiding place as her mother entered the bed room. She watched with bated breath; the naked legs walk up to within inches of where she lay...
“Bill... oh... you’re awake... did Cathy not tell you breakfast is about ready?”
Alice’s husband was most certainly awake... he had been for a few minutes.
He had thought it was a dream... but through blurry eyes peeking through closed eyelids he faked sleep... enjoying the sensations of his youngest daughter’s mouth upon his cock.
He was tempted to place his hands on the teen’s blond hair... guide her head as it bobbed up and down... but did not want to risk startling the girl and embarrassing her into leaving him wanting. He cursed his wife as he heard her voice down the landing.
“Wow... last night certainly did get you all worked up... it’s... why is it so wet?”
Alice Gorman had noticed her husband’s erection and wrapped her hand around it as she spoke... giving it a few stokes.
The frustrated man’s brain was trying to absorb everything that had occurred within the last twelve hours... starting with last night and his wife blowing him as they fantasised about him being with their daughter... then this morning, that very same girl sucking on his cock... hiding under their bed.
“Uh... oh... well last night... I couldn’t help it...”
Alice looked at her husband...
“But... but it’s wet... slippery...wet”
“Oh...” the 48yo man knew why it was so wet... but he dare not reveal that it’s her daughter’s saliva that was the reason...
“I... well I spat on my hand... you know... lubrication...” His face was burning with embarrassment...
“oh... alright...”
Alice wanted to suck on her husband’s cock... she enjoyed last night... teasing him... egging him on to admit to wanting to fuck his youngest daughter... she wanted to see what else would he admit too... but the breakfast downstairs was getting cold... and besides... Ross had not told her she could suck her husband’s dick again.
Alice released her grip on his erection and with a playful slap...
“You haven’t got time... you have a football game to go to. Just put on your robe... you can get dressed after breakfast... it’s is getting cold”
Bill Gorman let out a groan and watched his wife leave the bedroom...
He lay on his bed for a few seconds... wondering what to do about the young girl hiding under his bed. Did she want him to know that she was sucking on his cock? Did she intend to suck him to completion... cum in her mouth? What was this all about... the flashing whilst watching tv... his wife suddenly interested in sex again... this morning...
“BILL... BREAKFAST IS GETTING RUINED...” His wife’s voice drifting up to him...
“Coming”
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Cathy was in her bedroom. Her brother had obviously not objected to her friend visiting him as she was no where to be seen... no doubt on all fours getting her pussy... or her ass pounded. She wished it were her getting fucked... sucking on her father’s cock had got her all worked up.
She was pleased that her dad did not wake up and catch her... but her little clit throbbed at the thought of being with him... his cock spurting in her mouth... of fucking her pussy... wow... what would it feel like... fucking your own dad.
Fucking your brother is bad... but your dad... fuck... she suddenly shook as the orgasm erupted ... sending shockwave after shockwave through her.
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The journey to church was eerily quiet... no one spoke... all lost in their own thoughts.
Mrs. Gorman and Susie sitting in the front were both preoccupied with what Ross had planned for them... would he really enforce them to go out on a date with Jason as he had suggested... and allow the introvert boyfriend to use the mature woman to satisfy his lust instead of his girlfriend?
Susie was looking forward to it... her mother not so much.
Cathy was still absorbed with what she had done a few hours earlier. She had not told her brother... nor her friend that she had sucked her father’s cock. She didn’t know why she hadn’t... especially when Vicky had ribbed her about her doing it and then going into her brother’s room and going down on each other in a classical 69 position.
Cathy was determined though to seduce her father and make love to him... soon...
Vicky... smiled all the time to herself. She seemed to be happy with her sexual development. In just over a month, since she lost her virginity and had become a total slut... everything she had done excited her... and she had no intention of slowing down.
Doing things with her own brother... and father... was enjoyable... but nowhere near as satisfying as being with Ross and Cathy. She loved surrendering to their demands... their aggressiveness... the feeling of being worthless... a plaything. Perhaps... Ross could teach her little brother to be like him.
Ross... seated between the two young girls... his hands resting high on their naked thighs was formulating what he could do next... and with whom.
As much as he enjoyed all the sex that he was having... and he hopes it never ends... which with all the alternatives he has available to him is very unlikely to happen... the thing that gives him the most satisfaction is adding new and different girls... and women to his ever growing harem.
Events have moved fast... from being a virgin to having... he counted... His mum... two sisters... Vicky... Mrs. Noakes... Mrs. Wells... his grandmother... that makes seven... ohh... and Adèle... eight... that’s a different one every day and two on Sundays... he laughed to himself.
His young mind started to think of other women he could snare in his web... teachers... there were a few he wouldn’t mind fucking... friends of his mums... his aunt... women that he will see in church today... his mind was a blur of possibilities...
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Alice’s mind was yet again not on spiritual matters. Her son was not sitting next to her and had chosen to go up into the mezzanine floor and sit during the service. At one time the pews would have been full... but now with church attendances as they were no one sat up there, and only a quarter of the seats downstairs were used by parishioners.
Ross sat looking over the low balcony at the congregation below. Most were women with a handful of men sprinkled amongst them. Half of the women were a little too old for his liking... a quarter he would not even consider... but the remaining... well there are a few he wouldn’t mind getting his hands on... and of course, sitting next to Mrs. Noakes... was her daughter... a very distinct possibility.
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Mrs. Noakes berated herself for agreeing so eagerly to let Ross return that afternoon. It was not just her readiness to let the teen arrange the practicalities of his pending visit ... the manner in which Ross spoke must have made it painfully obvious to Mrs. Gorman, that her son would be attending more to the Vicar’s wife’s needs than the maintenance of the aging church hall.
The expressions on Mrs. Gorman’s face indicated that she knew exactly what her son was implying and yet what confused the Vicar’s wife was that she never questioned her son’s inuendoes.
As Ross sat alone up on the mezzanine floor, he had mulled over every detail of how he could get his dick in the big busted woman that afternoon and dissipate any objections that either his mother or the woman of his lust could throw at him.
The Vicar’s wife was all for meeting up with the teen again. Her husband would not be a problem as he would be spending all afternoon at the hospital... a commitment he has undertaken on the third Sunday of every month to attend to those that want comforting. It was Julie... her daughter that stood in her way.
Mrs. Noakes had hoped that her daughter could spend the afternoon with Cathy... a suggestion that pleased Alice Gorman as it would have meant she didn’t have to go out with Susie and her boyfriend. Ross’s mum’s smile soon faded when her son suggested that the two girls could stay ‘help’ him.
Alice knew exactly what kind of help her son had in mind... but surely he wasn’t interested in the flat chested f******n-year old?
When the scheming teen mentioned the girls staying with him... Claire glared at the teenager wondering what his plans were... didn’t he want her to be alone with him? All her protestations seem to fall on deaf ears and her attempts to thwart the girls coming with them failed. She gave up trying and trusted the young boy had a plan... and that perhaps she could spend a few moments alone with the boy that had turned her world upside down.
Ross smiled at the buxom woman and winked.
The Vicar’s wife noting the wink and assumed that the youth had a plan but could not figure out exactly what it was... all she knew she wanted to spend time alone with this dominant boy and his gorgeous cock. She knew that it would only be a matter of time before she went all the way with him... and break the seventh commandment... if performing fellatio and allowing him to fondle and suck on her breasts had not already broken it.
The mature woman could not decide if she was relieved or disappointed that with her daughter and Ross’s sister being there that afternoon it might delay the evitable.
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“I want to... but... the girls...” Claire Noakes sounded worried as Ross led her through the heavy wooden door back into the church.
“They seemed as eager to get rid of us as we are to be alone”
The young teenager had reason to believe in the words he spoke as he had given his younger sister specific instructions to keep her new friend occupied for at least one hour.
“I am not so sure... will they be alright in the hall all by themselves?”
“Yes... they will be fine. Cathy won’t unlock the door unless she knows it us and they seemed more than happy to get the skittles out and play 9 pin. That should keep them amused for a while and there’s always the other stuff they can play with”
Claire was not convinced about leaving the girls alone in the hall but she had been thinking about being with the sixteen-year old all week.
“Besides... they both have phones and we have ours so everything will be fine...” Ross turned and threw the heavy metal bolt across the oak door.
The red-haired woman shivered when she heard the loud clunk... her tummy churned as she wondered if she had made the right decision. She knew she hadn’t... and the guilt was overpowering... but she also knew that she had to be with the boy so she could erase the relentless curiosity that gnawed her bothered mind.
Ross moved down the short dark corridor. The first two doors he opened was a store room and a small kitchen... the third... the vestry... a distinct possibility... with all the choir’s vestments hung on one wall and a large wooden bench running down the middle. His mind was settled when he pushed open the fourth door.
“In here...”
“I... I am not sure we should... this is where... my husband... it’s his office”
Ross ignored the woman and walked on in... sitting in the large leather office chair by the desk.
Claire could feel her tummy muscles tighten as she held her breath... and stepped into the small room. She watched as her young paramour made him self comfortable and a feeling of dread crept across her face as he fished out his phone from his pocket. The 39yo was having second thoughts again.
The smiling teenager said nothing, but slowly undid the top button of his jeans and slid the zip down. Wriggling about in the lush chair he fished out his semi-erect cock... freeing it from the tight restraint of cotton and denim.
The stunned woman just stared in disbelief at the effrontery the youth showed without an apparent feeling of modesty in his body.
“We haven’t got long... best get started” Ross sounded indifferent although inside he was eager to fuck the nervous woman.
“Wha... what? What... do you want me to do... su... suck you?”
Seeing that beautiful hard penis again started to dissolve her conflicting emotions
“Of course... but first I want to see you... take off your clothes”
Claire swallowed...
“All... all of them... do I need... can I just not just... you know...?”
“Just what... what do you thing we are just going to do?”
“I thought... I could... just... suck your... and you know... my breasts again.”
“We had this discussion last time. You want to be here... you want this cock... it is a cock... so let me hear you say it”
“I... I could suck your co... cock” The mature woman was still having trouble in coming to terms using such language but when ever she said it or the swear words crossed her mind... she felt a tingle race from her nipples down to her pussy.
“You really loved me playing with those tits... sucking them... nibbling on those huge nips... didn’t you? I bet you lay in bed... or in the bath... probably both and everywhere else... tugging on those teats thinking about my mouth back on them”
The 39yo felt her body warm with the embarrassment that raced through her... it was true... she could not deny it.
“I thought so... so let’s get started... the girls are probably half way through their game...”
Ross smiled to himself... he knew that skittles were not the game his sister and her friend would be playing.
Claire bit her lower lip as she looked at the seated teen once more before she slowly slipped the navy-blue jacket off her shoulders... looking about her for a second before dropping it on the wooden chair in the corner.
She could not look at the boy as he sat with his phone held in his right hand. She could not see any of his fingers moving as he held the camera still... gasping as she realised, he must be taking a video of her stripping. She did notice his left hand moving... it was slowly sliding up and down the rigid muscle of flesh that protruded so lewdly from his jeans.
The modest woman wanted to object to the videoing of her discomfiture... but even though she preferred he didn’t, there was that niggling feeling inside of her wanting him to debase and humiliate her in any way he wanted.
The white blouse and her bra soon followed the jacket on the chair... her arm across her chest in an attempt to cover her ignominy.
“The skirt... everything” Ross sounded indifferent but inside he was eager to get the mature woman stripped
Claire Noakes shuddered... for the first time in a very long time she was going to be seen naked. Her husband had never seen her without any clothes on... except in a very darkened room... the lights were never on... both husband and wife embarrassed about being naked in front of one another. The only people she could recall seeing her in this condition would be her parents... when she was just a c***d... and doctors or nurses.
Totally self-conscious about standing with her large breasts on display... wishing they were smaller... firmer... not so... huge... she reached behind her and unzipped the fastener on her skirt... pausing momentarily, she found the small button and released it from the hole.
Completely subdued... she let the skirt drop... bending at the waist to step out of the garment... before placing it on the chair.
“Everything”
The white slip was quickly removed... and when she hesitated in removing her tights, she jumped at the sternness of the teen’s voice.
The tights and white knickers were removed as one.
Naked... vulnerable... degraded... the vicar’s wife did as she was asked. She twisted and turned... bent and exposed... at her antagonist’s orders... fully aware that the phone was recording every movement and pose.
Mortified as she was... she could not understand why she was so amenable to his demands...and why her nipples throbbed and her pussy pulsated so vigorously.
Ross stood... and in less than thirty seconds he too was as naked as the woman before him.
Claire Noakes stood staring... her arms by her side... accustomed to her enforced nudity... admiring the teen’s athletic and muscled body. The shameless woman’s mind was already imagining what it would be like to make love to such a person... to let her hands roam over that taut muscular body... to feel the erect rod throb in her hand... in her... cunt...
“From now on... no more tights... it’s stockings or nothing”
The daydreaming woman jumped on being brought out of her immoral thoughts. She nodded without really absorbing what the boy said... or the implications.
“No panties...”
“You mean... never... or just when I am seeing you?”
“Never...”
“I... I... you know... once a month... need them to...”
It took a moment for Ross’s brain to understand what she was trying to say... then it clicked...
“Oh... your period... say what you mean... don’t let me tell you again. Ok... if you need to wear them then... but only then.”
“Sorry... thank you”
Claire was surprised by her own reply. Why...did she thank the boy... for letting her wear panties just for a few days and be like a shameless hussy the remainder of the month
“I like my sluts to be smooth down there but I quite like your red bush... and you do keep it nicely trimmed... so... just keep it... for now”
The timid woman nodded her agreement to his request. She thought herself as being a slut now... and wondered for the first time in her life what it would be like to be void of pubic hair... maybe someday in the future he might want her to shave it smooth.
“Ok... enough...”
Ross placed his phone on the desk and approached the nervous woman...
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