The Can Be Only One (Part 3)

Again I did not write any of this story, I just enjoyed it and thought to share it with the rest of you. Hope you enjoy. Throughout the many chapters (20+) there will be a little bit of just about everything so stay tuned and read the themes if you like or don’t like it.


There Can Be Only One Chapter 3

When I got to my room I jumped on the bed, the girls right behind me.

“I can’t believe you made mum suck your cock” Cathy squealed.

I pulled Vicky to me and kissed her hard on the lips, my tongue pushing its way between them only to find her tongue eager to play with mine. I felt a hand gingerly touch my now flaccid cock which I knew would not respond having cum for the third time in as many hours, but what the hell, the hand felt good and even better when it snaked its way under my shorts, and with Vicky soft lips on mine I was not going to stop.

“Hey quit it you two, I am not gonna be a gooseberry here.”

I broke off the kiss and was somewhat surprised when I realised that it was Cathy’s hand inside my shorts gently toying with it.

“Wasting ya time there sis, going to be an hour I recon before its ready to come out to play”

Cathy gave it a teasing squeeze and took her hand out.

I sat up against the pillows as the girls kind of squatted in front of me. We all burst into laughter at what we had just done.

“Think mum will tell dad, if she does we are so dead, ” Cathy started to get a little serious.

“Nah, don’t think so, she may have been tempted to tell except it was her that took of her panties and dropped to her knees to suck me off, she could have just told us to go to our room straight away.”

“Yes, s’pose so, but still, ”

“Well before dad comes home tonight we will have to get some insurance”

“Like what”

“I don’t know, but we will” knowing that I would think of something before dad gets back from his golf.

I leaned over and placed my hand on Vicky’s right breast and gave it a squeeze.

Vicky drew back from my grasp slightly, more in surprise than refusal, because as soon as she realised I was touching her tit she bent into my grasp. I moulded it in my hands.

“She likes them to be hurt” Cathy piped in as she turned her body slightly grabbing Vicky’s left nipple between her fingers and thumb and giving it a nasty twist and pull before letting go.

“Oww, I do not Cathy Gorman, its you that like to hurt them”

I looked at them both, “You two lezzies?”

Nooo they both responded in unison, before Cathy continued.

“Last night was the first time for us to do anything like that.”

“Like what”

“You know, ” they both turned scarlet.

“I don’t, tell me”

There was the usual banter between the two girls as to whether they should tell me, and who should do the telling before Cathy said ok she would. To cut a long story short and a lot of don’t tell him that, etc. I found out that whilst Cathy was brushing Vicky’s hair she thought that the brush handle was rather phallic and before long thrust it into Vicky’s mouth.