The Best Therapy ch. 02

Mary was lost. Her mother had just witnessed her giving a hand job to her own son. How could it have happened? She was sure she locked the door. She always was careful about it. Images started to flash before her eyes, her in jail, the end of her marriage, people at church pointing at her and whispering between them. It was Brad who broke her out of her reverie.

“Hey Mom, are you all right?” he asked.

Brad too was shocked but after reflection he realized he couldn’t do anything about it so he stopped worrying about it.

Since his mom had caught him masturbating Brad had changed. Before that he stressed a lot, but since then he had learned to relax. His mother had been aware since his diagnosis that he masturbated a lot, so each time he went to his room to jerk off he was ashamed because he was sure his mother knew what he was doing. After a few months he noticed his mother didn’t really act any differently around him. The only difference was she didn’t enter his room anymore but he liked that. He had his own private space. He wasn’t ashamed to jerk off anymore. He accepted the fact that he didn’t have a choice in the matter so he shouldn’t worry about it. That philosophy extended to other areas. It helped him a lot in school because he stopped stressing about tests. He was still worrying when he studied for a test because it was on him to study correctly but after that there was no reason to freak out. Either he knew the answers or he didn’t, and he could do nothing about it during the tests.

That’s why he could think clearly about the situation he and his mother were in. Firstly, his grandmother wouldn’t tell anyone about it before asking them for an explanation. Even after that she would only talk about it in confession or in therapy if she felt the need to. She talked freely about her life but she respected the privacy of other people. Secondly, his mother was helping him with a medical problem. It was essential for his health that he ejaculates several times a day and being unable to do it, his mother was the only person who could right now. He just had better not tell her he took advantage of the situation and was now having his mom jerk him off a lot more than she needed to.

Meanwhile Eleanor was going to the place she always went when she had a problem. She was driving to church. Maybe some time praying to the Lord would clear her head and understand what she saw because she couldn’t believe it. Her daughter, the woman who hated sex, was giving a hand job to her son. She didn’t understand the reason for such an act.

At Mary’s Brad was still very hard and waiting for his mom to react. After a couple of minutes Mary composed herself and stood up.

“I’m alright, Bradley,” she lied. Her only wish was to crawl into bed and cry.

“What are you doing?” Brad asked her.

“I’m just going to my room for a bit,” she responded.

“But we aren’t finished, Mom,” he said.

“Yes, we are Bradley. I shouldn’t have done that with you,” she said guiltily.

“What are you talking about, Mom? You HAVE to help me or else it’s going to hurt like hell,” he responded.

His remark hit home. It was true she had to masturbate him. It was for medical reasons. She shouldn’t feel guilt or shame about this because she was treating him. For some unknown reason she felt like she had been caught cheating on her husband whereas she was just helping her son. She reluctantly knelt again before her son and resumed her hand job. Why did she feel guilty about this? It was embarrassing being caught like this but her motives were pure so where did the guilt come from?

Eleanor came home a few hours later. She still hadn’t the faintest idea for the motive behind her daughter’s actions but she was calm enough now to let her explain herself. Mary and Brad were sitting on the couch watching a movie. Christine was still in school as she was on the track team and needed to stay late. Eleanor went into the living room and approached her daughter.

“Mary, we need to talk,” she said, and she walked into the kitchen.

“Stay here, Bradley,” Mary told her son.

When Mary entered the kitchen her mother was sitting at the table. She sat in front of her. And she began talking.

“Mom, what you saw must have shocked you but know that I have an explanation for this and I hope you’ll understand.” She then related the story of her catching Brad pleasuring himself, the visit to the doctor and finally his situation now. Once she finished she waited for her mother to respond.

“So you are telling me Brad has hyperspermia and he has to ejaculate several times a day or suffer excruciating pain?” she asked.

“That’s right,” Mary answered.

“Do you really believe I’m going to buy that?” Eleanor asked.

“Do you believe that I could do something like that without having to do it? For godsakes I don’t do that for my own husband,” her daughter said.

“I don’t know what to think Mary. It’s completely unreal. I think I just need time to think,” Eleanor said, before standing up and heading for the guest bedroom.

“Alright. In the meantime I’m going to buy some groceries. We can talk later if you want,” Mary told her mother before she left the room.

Once in her room Eleanor thought about the conversation she had just had with her daughter. Her story seemed like the plot of a cheesy porn movie. Who had ever heard of a disease whose treatment is masturbation? She should go see Brad’s doctor and get some answers. Her daughter never lied to her and was disgusted by sex so it seemed crazy that she would make up a story like that. Maybe Brad played a prank on her or something. She had to talk to him. Ten minutes after her discussion with Mary she walked downstairs.

Brad was still in the living room watching the end of the movie. He was waiting for his grandmother to come talk to him. His mother told him about the discussion she had with Eleanor before telling him she had to buy some groceries. He worked on a plan all afternoon and he had an idea. So when he heard footsteps in the stairs he faked being hurt in his crotch area. She couldn’t be mad if she saw him in pain.

Eleanor came into the living room and saw Brad sitting on the couch. He seemed uncomfortable and changed position every two seconds.

“Are you OK?” she asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” He played the tough guy suffering.

“You seem uncomfortable,” she stated.

“A little,” he told her. “So how are you feeling?”

“To be honest I don’t know what to think and that’s why I want to chat with you,” she answered. “On the one hand I don’t believe the story your mother told me, but on the other it seems the only explanation for what she did. But I have my doubts about you and the doctor. I don’t think your mother lied but the story is so ludicrous that I think one of you is playing a prank on your mom. So let me ask you. Did you hire a fake doctor to play a dirty trick on your own mother?”

Brad was shocked his grandma thought that. He didn’t expect that from her. He might be a pervert but it was a sick plan even for him.

“Come on, Grandma, you know me better than that. Besides, we went to the same doctor I’ve had since I was little so I guess I would have had to have planned this thing since I was five,” he explained to her. “I looked it up on the internet and my condition is pretty common. It is usually a good thing when men have my condition, it means they have a higher sex drive. So it’s not considered a disease. My case is just unique and very rare.”

His explanation seemed truthful. Maybe he really had to masturbate a lot and his injured hands prevented him from doing just that.

“Are you hurting now?” Eleanor asked because his agitation seemed to have gotten worse.

“Yeah, it’s starting to really hurt,” he lied to her. “Do you mind if I go see Mom? She told me we couldn’t do anything until you accept things but it really hurts so I’m going to see if I can change her mind,” he told her, even though he knew his mother had gone out. His plan was simple. He would fake being in so much pain for the next hour that Eleanor would be begging her daughter to take care of him.

“She went out for some groceries but I think I have finally accepted the situation. Seeing you like this made me realize a mother would do anything to help her son. So I will tell your mother she can continue to help you as she did before,” Eleanor said.

“Thanks, Grandma,” Brad said. He was really thankful and also relieved his plan worked.

They watched the rest of the movie but Brad lost interest after a few minutes. The movie was really dumb and he only watched it because his mother liked it and the actress was hot. His perverted mind began to drift and he noticed his grandmother sitting next to him. She really dressed sexy, unlike his mother. He had a clear view of her cleavage and it was beautiful. He still had to fake being hurt but it gave him an excuse to check out his grandmother when he wanted.

His plan worked so well he began to think he could push it. So he became more agitated pretending his pain had gotten worse. He had to let his grandma make the first move. Finally Eleanor couldn’t help but notice Brad moving on the couch.

“What’s wrong Brad?” she asked him worried.

“It hurts,” he told her.

“Really? Your mom didn’t tell me it was this bad.” The movie was still playing but neither one of them noticed.

“It usually isn’t but it’s been a while so…,” he said, playing shy.

“Oh, I’m sorry Brad but your mother should be home soon. Hold on until then,” she said.

“I’ll try but it really hurts.” He was crying now and Eleanor didn’t know what to do. Brad really was in pain but it was his hand that hurt. He was sitting on it to fake his tears.

Eleanor wanted to help him but jerking off her own grandson was too much for her. Sure he was handsome and the glimpse she had of his cock was enough to know he was well equipped, but he was her grandson. While she thought about this Brad was curled up in pain. He tried to open his pants but his fingers hadn’t recovered enough mobility for him to succeed. He looked pathetic and he knew it. And sitting on his hand made it bleed so Eleanor thought he hurt his hand trying to open his pants.

Seeing that made Eleanor changed her mind. It was just a hand job and she had done that a lot. The three men she slept with enjoyed her skills regularly because she liked to do it. She also gave hand jobs to some men she dated to avoid being a tease, yet without actually having to have sex with them. She loved Brad a lot and if a hand job could help him she would do it. That’s why she stood up and told Brad,

“Come with me to your bedroom.”

Brad was thrilled his improvised plan worked so well but he hid it from his grandma. He didn’t want to screw up what was going to happen. He stood up awkwardly to simulate his pain and followed Eleanor up to his room. She was waiting for him.

“How do you normally do this with your mother?” she asked him.

“I sit on the bed while she kneels on the cushion before me,” he responded, with his finger pointing under the bed.

Eleanor took Brad’s pants off and noticed he didn’t wear underwear.

“It’s easier that way,” he told her because he saw the question in her eyes.

He sat on the bed and Eleanor grabbed the cushion under his bed and placed it in front of Brad. She knelt on the cushion and reached for Brad’s cock. She was really impressed by his tube of flesh. It was the biggest cock she had ever seen in real life and she wanted to touch it really badly. Even the smell was fantastic. It was hard to describe the fragrance as it was entirely unique. It was just very manly and extremely arousing. She could feel her nipples hardening and her pussy lubricating. Eleanor had heard big cocks were usually more flabby than normal ones but Brad’s cock was harder than steel. She could even feel how his cock was practically burning her hand it was so hot.

Her strokes were slow at first but she sped up the pace progressively. Then she jerked him off really fast before changing the pace again. Eleanor even used some weird movements with her hands that made Brad feel so good. She was a real pro at this. Brad tried to stay quiet but he couldn’t contain himself anymore.

“God it feels so good, Grandma,” he moaned, not caring he swore before his grandmother.

“Thanks baby, but you haven’t seen anything yet,” she said, completely focused on bringing pleasure to his magnificent member.

She even massaged his balls while she gently pumped Brad’s fun stick. For Brad the experience was out of this world. His own grandmother was playing with his knob and she was so damn good at it. Besides, he had an amazing view of Eleanor’s cleavage and her 42 G breasts. Her top neckline wasn’t very low, because she dressed less sexy when she was visiting her daughter, but her tits were so huge he could still admire a good part of them. With all the stimulation he was subjected to he couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Quick Grandma, grab the bowl beside the night table, I’m going to cum,” he said to her.

Still in her trance Eleanor pick up the bowl and put it under Brad’s cock head just in time for it to catch the first shot of cum. She slowly continued to stroke his one-eyed snake to milk all the jism out of his balls. She watched fascinated as Brad’s cock spurted rope after rope of thick white cum into the bowl. It took Brad almost a minute to empty himself and then he collapsed on his bed like a log.

Without thinking Eleanor wiped Brad’s cock with her fingers and licked them clean. She forgot he was his grandson. She was just a woman in heat and she needed release very soon. The cream she licked from her fingers was so good she used her fingers to scoop some cum out of the bowl and put it in her mouth. She was like a junkie getting her fix.

Brad watched as Eleanor ate his cum like it was chocolate. He had never seen something so hot in his all life. Little by little she emptied the bowl and even started to play with his baby juice. She would swipe some cum with her fingers, tilt her head backward, hang her fingers above her head and let the cum fall in her mouth before closing her mouth around her fingers and sucking them clean. And each time she purred like a cat.

It was during one of these obscene demonstrations that Mary barged into Brad’s room. Brad and Eleanor were so involved in the hand job that neither of them heard the car pull in the driveway or the front door open.

“What’s going on in here?” Mary asked angrily.

She was angry because her mother apparently masturbated Brad and it was her job, not Eleanor’s. Mary was the only one who was allowed to play with, no, “manipulate” she corrected herself, Brad’s big penis. And to make matters worse she saw Eleanor eating some of Brad’s sperm, something Mary did herself but felt terrible about afterwards because it was a perverse thing to do.

Brad didn’t know what to say. He could explain the hand job but not what happened after. No explanation seemed rational enough for his mom to buy it. It was Eleanor who answered the question.

“Well Mary, I’m just eating his semen,” she said.

“Oh in that case it’s alright,” Mary said sarcastically. “No wait, it’s not alright. It’s just sick and I should have known better than trusting you Mother.”

“I couldn’t let Brad commit the sin of Onan, don’t you think?” Eleanor asked her daughter. She knew the only way out was to do what the people in Mary’s church did – find something in the Bible that was related to the subject and change its meaning to fit her explanation.

“What do you mean?” Mary asked, puzzled.

“You know God killed Onan for spilling his seed on the ground, do you? Onan wasted his seed so God killed him. I couldn’t let Brad suffer the same fate,” Eleanor explained to her daughter. She knew some people referred to the sin of Onan to condemn masturbation although she herself didn’t agree. She thought Onan was killed because he disobeyed God for greed. The sin was greed, not wasting his seed, but she couldn’t say that to her daughter.

“I know that but what’s eating his sperm have to do with it?” Mary was now very interested. Maybe there was a way to avoid committing a sin.

“It’s simple. It’s a sin to waste a man’s seed so throwing it in the sink is a sin. But semen is actually very nutritious. By eating it I don’t waste it but use it to feed myself,” she said, trying to sound convincing. She was lying through her teeth but what else could she do? Besides, maybe semen was nutritious. She should look it up on the internet.

“I didn’t know that. Sorry,” Mary told her mother. Seeing Eleanor eat Brad’s semen had made her hungry all of a sudden. She wanted to be the one feeding herself with that delicious man juice. That’s why she didn’t try very hard to find a flaw in her mother explanations. It seemed rational and it was enough for her. She finally found a valid reason to drink her son’s protein shake without guilt so she believed her mother.

Brad couldn’t believe the crap he heard. His grandmother’s explanation seemed fishy at best and his mother bought it. He never thought his mom was dumb but maybe he was wrong.

“Now that everything is clear I’m going to finish the bowl,” Eleanor said, and put the bowl between her lips and drank its contents. “At least it tastes good,” she said after she finished.

She couldn’t believe what she just did. Never would she have imagined drinking cum in front of her daughter but her relationship with Rick perhaps played a part. She fell madly in lust for him and to keep him she had to extend her comfort zone. Eleanor did things with Rick she had never done before and she loved it. Little by little Rick brought the slut inside Eleanor out. At the end of their relationship it was Eleanor who pushed Rick to do crazy things. He couldn’t handle it so he broke up with her.

Now that the slut inside of her was out Eleanor went crazy when she was aroused. She was scared when Mary caught her eating Brad’s cum but once Mary was ok with it she realized she was very aroused by the fact that she got caught and wanted to do something nasty in front of Mary. That’s why she casually drank Brad’s baby gravy.

She shocked both Mary and Brad and she loved it. She wanted to rip off her panties and finger herself but she knew it would be too much for Mary. She needed a shower so she went into the guest room’s bathroom. Once in the shower and she had her arousal under control she started to think more clearly. She couldn’t believe what she had just done but she didn’t have any regrets. She had experienced such a thrill. She always loved sex and wasn’t ashamed to admit it. First it was something two people in love used to connect on a physical level. Her husband Bill was a good lover but the sex was typical. They never did stupid things just for the thrill. Their lovemaking was limited to the bedroom and it was always the same thing – some oral sex and three or four different positions was the extent of their repertoire. It was good and Eleanor could count on her hands the number of time she hadn’t orgasmed with Bill.

But things changed when Bill died. He was the love of her life and no other man could replace him. During her relationship with Charles Eleanor realized it lacked something. Charles was as good a lover as Bill but he didn’t fully satisfy her. The reason was simple: she didn’t love him with a burning passion like she did Bill and she knew she never would. That’s why Rick easily seduced her. He was a lady’s man but he showed her things about sex she never knew. Eleanor learned the thrill of having sex where there was the possibility she could get caught. She discovered she liked to tease men and flirt heavily with them. Rick brought out her inner slut and in the end he couldn’t handle it.

People at her church started to say her actions were un-Christian but she didn’t agree. She only had sex with Rick and even though they had sex in public places, they were careful about it. She was in tune with her sexuality and there was nothing wrong with that.

What she did with Brad didn’t trigger any guilt in her because she didn’t do much with him. She just gave him a hand job and besides, he needed it.

Mary left Brad’s room just after her mother. After what she saw she couldn’t speak to her son yet. She needed time to think and it was hard because she was starting to get sick. She could tell because her body was burning like hell. She was sweating like crazy, especially between her legs. Her panties were soaked with sweat and she needed to change them.

She went to her bathroom and undressed. She threw her clothes in the hamper which was filled with panties. She needed to buy new ones because lately she had to change them three to four times a day. She really should see a doctor about the fact she sweated a lot around her crotch area.

She jumped in the shower and turned on the cold water. This was also something she did a lot lately. To calm down her fever she took three to four cold showers a day. It was the only way to clear out the strange things happening in her head. She had thoughts about touching herself between her legs because she had the feeling it would cure her fever. Such thoughts were wrong but she couldn’t keep them out of her mind.

While Eleanor and Mary took their showers Brad was still on his bed. He was lying on it and staring at the ceiling. He was lost in his thoughts. His grandmother just jerked him off and it blew his mind. He found it exciting when his mother did it but his grandmother was on another level. Brad had the impression that his mom was a rookie in hand jobs but his grandmother was a real pro. Eleanor played with his cock like a virtuoso and she must’ve practiced a lot to reach such a level of skill. His view about Eleanor was changing. She was not just his “Grandma” anymore. She was also this sexy woman who had a nasty side. For God’s sake she actually drank his cum like a cum-hungry whore. It was awesome and he wanted more. He wanted to see his own mother do the same thing.

Later that evening Eleanor was cooking dinner while Brad and Mary were watching TV in the living room. As usual Christine was out with her friends. She would be barely home from school and she was already out the door leaving to hang out with her girlfriends. She used to spend a lot of time home but since the beginning of last summer she was spending all her time with Helen, Anna and Tanya, her longtime friends. It used to upset Mary to rarely see her daughter but now it reduced the risk of Christine finding out what was happening with Brad.

Brad was horny again. He still could wait a few hours but he wanted to see if he could make his mother eat his cum. Besides the show his mother was watching was boring.

“Mom, I don’t feel well. I really need your help,” he told Mary.

“Oh honey, can it wait a few minutes? The show is almost over,” Mary said to him.

“No Mom, it can’t wait. Just pause the show so you can watch it later,” Brad ordered her without thinking. He was becoming more and more assertive lately.

Mary reluctantly paused her show about decorating. She wanted to see it now but her son came first. They both went upstairs to Brad’s room. Once in the room Mary took Brad’s pants off then placed the cushion on the floor while Brad sat on the bed. All thoughts about her show vanished once she knelt in front of her son and took his penis in her hand. It was so hard and hot. She loved how it felt in her hand. She began to slowly stroke it.

After all the hand jobs she gave her son she knew what he liked. His moans told her if what she was doing felt good or not. First she had to lubricate his big dick or else she would hurt him. So she slowly pumped his dick while she used his pre-ejaculate to lube his big rod. Once his penis was slick she increased the speed of her masturbation. She even made a twisting motion with her wrist while she was beating off Brad’s impressive manhood. After a while Mary used her two hands to pleasure her son. She knew it increased his pleasure and he wouldn’t last much longer. She was so fascinated by what she was doing that she forgot everything else.

“The bowl Mom, the bowl quick,” Brad said all of a sudden.

Mary came out of her trance and placed the bowl in front of Brad’s amazing penis. She was just in time as Brad’s dick spurt its first wad in the bowl seconds after Mary got it in place. Mary’s stomach growled as she watched her son fill the bowl with his semen. The smell was intoxicating and Mary was panting heavily as her body was burning. She wanted to plunge her head in the bowl and suck up all of Brad’s cream. God, she even wanted to lick the drops that still were on Brad’s beautiful dick. She managed to avoid doing it though.

Mary used a tissue to clean his penis and threw it away. She took the bowl, stood up and headed for the door but Brad stopped her.

“What are you doing, Mom?” he asked her.

“I’m going to clean the bowl honey,” she lied. She was about to feed herself with her son’s sperm.

“You can’t do that Mom. You heard Grandma, it’s a sin to spill a man’s seed. You have to eat it, Mom,” Brad told her. He knew he was taking a risk but it would be worth it. And if it failed he could blame his Grandma and play the innocent grandson who believed his grandmother.

“You’re right honey and I’m going to do it in the bathroom,” she said without thinking. She had a hard time thinking clearly and she only wanted one thing: to go to her bathroom and feast on her son’s man juice. Her mother’s comment about a man’s seed made a lot of sense so she couldn’t argue with Brad about it. She had to agree to get out of his room and eat in peace.

“Why don’t you do it here, Mom?” he asked her.

“Because it is not something for you to see,” she responded impatiently.

“Why not, Mom? Is it a bad thing to do?” he pressed her. He couldn’t believe how easily it went. He thought he would have had to argue a long time with her to have her agreeing to eat his cum, if he ever even succeeded.

“No baby, it’s not. It’s just embarrassing for me,” she said shyly. She was blushing while she talked.

“But Mom, it’s embarrassing for me to be naked in front of you. Don’t you think it’s fair I see you do something embarrassing too?” he argued.

He made a lot of sense to her. It had nothing to do with the fact that she was burning with an intense desire to consume his juice or the fact that the image of her drinking Brad’s sperm in front of him made her sex pulse and her nipples hard as rock. No, it was simply very logical.

“Ok,” she said with a voice filled with desire.

She brought the bowl to her lips, opened her mouth and started slowly drinking the white liquid in the bowl. When this white nectar first touched her tongue, Mary couldn’t believe something could taste so good. Even the memory of the first time she tasted it hadn’t prepared her for the explosion of flavor she was experiencing. Everything else tasted stale compared to Brad’s juice. As Mary greedily drank the contents of the bowl a feeling of guilt washed over her. She thought about all of Brad’s sperm she flushed down the toilet and it hurt. How could she have wasted so much of this perfect nectar instead of enjoying it? Stupid bitch, she thought angrily.

When the bowl was empty Mary looked at her son with anguish. She feared he had lost all respect for her. But that wasn’t what she saw. She saw a look of fascination in her son’s eyes and the smile on his face made Mary’s anguish disappear.

“Wow, Mom, that was amazing. I’ve never seen anything so sexy in my life,” he said to her impulsively.

“Thank you honey,” she said beaming with joy. A few days ago she would have cut his head off for such a comment about her but at that moment he just gave her the best compliment she had ever received.

After dinner Eleanor had a conversation with Mary while Brad was watching TV and Christine was in her room. Eleanor told her daughter they should alternate helping Brad. Mary refused, saying she would take care of her son and didn’t need her mother’s help with it. Eleanor asked Mary why she didn’t want any help, unless she enjoyed masturbating her son. In the end Mary agreed to share the duty of taking care of Brad to avoid admitting she loved doing it.

So for the next nine days Eleanor and Mary alternately masturbated Brad. And Brad, of course, was in paradise. He had two beautiful women jerking his cock all day long. He wanted them to do more but he had no idea on how to make it happen. In the porn movies he watched or the stories he read, a boy just had to show his cock to his mother to make her his slut. But it was different in real life. The proof was the fact that it had been more than two weeks since Brad first showed his cock to his mother and she still wasn’t a cock hungry slut.

One afternoon Mary had to go to Christine’s parent-teacher meeting at school. She was reluctant to go because she would miss an entire afternoon of taking care of her son. Unfortunately she couldn’t find an excuse to not go. Eleanor was here to take care of Brad while Mary was out.

Shortly after Mary and Christine left, Brad was horny again. His mother had taken care of him four times since he woke up but lately he was always horny. Mary took Eleanor’s turns because Eleanor would take her place during the afternoon. Brad was watching a movie with Eleanor in the living room when the need arose.

“Nana, could you jerk me off?” Brad asked Eleanor. He didn’t use to have a nickname for his grandmother because he rarely saw her but ever since she began to help him she insisted he calls her Nana. All of her grandchildren called her Grammy El except Brad and Christine. She wanted a special name for Brad because she felt very close to him now. Brad also forgot the ‘please’ in his question. He realized his mother and grandmother didn’t seem to mind that and he liked to talk to them like that. It seemed as if he gave them orders and he got a big thrill out of them obeying him.

“Of course, Darling,” she answered. She also started to call him ‘Darling’. She used to call her husband Bill by that name but she didn’t make the connection. It just sounded right to refer to Brad in that way.

She stood up and headed to the stairs but Brad stopped her. He asked her if they could do it in the living room while he watched the movie. It was fun to have his mother and grandmother jerking him off in his bedroom but he wanted to take things further. He knew his mother would never do it or allow Eleanor to do it so he took advantage of his mother’s absence.

Eleanor found the idea kinky. Doing it in the living room was exciting because they could get caught, even though the risk was low, but doing it while Brad was watching a movie was the real kink. It was like he didn’t really care about her and she was just a tool for his pleasure. When she gave him hand jobs in his room they were experiences they shared because they were both concerned about it, but this would be different.

She agreed so he stood up and she took his tracksuit pants off. He only wore tracksuits now because they were easier to put on and take off. They sat on the sofa and Brad continued watching the movie while Eleanor grabbed his cock and smeared it with pre-cum. She started slowly before increasing and decreasing her tempo every few minutes or so. She didn’t want to make him cum too quickly so she was careful to not push him over the edge. After twenty minutes she decided it was time to make him cum so she stroked his fuck rod rapidly.

“Oh yeah Nana, that’s it, I’m going to cum grab the bowl,” he told her.

Eleanor looked for the bowl but realized it was in Brad’s bedroom so she did the first thing that crossed her mind. She bent down and swallowed Brad’s cock head just as he was about to cum. The first blow took her by surprise and she didn’t swallow it before the second one arrived. She tried to keep up but it was impossible. Brad came too much for her to swallow after she missed the first wad. She still swallowed a lot but more leaked from her mouth and coated Brad’s lower abdomen, his cock and his balls. Once he was finished Brad watched stunned as his grandmother took his cock out of her mouth and licked it. She used her tongue to clean his cock, his balls and to lap at the pool of cum on his abdomen.

“Thanks Nana,” he told her when she sat up next to him after she licked him clean.

“You’re welcome, Darling.” She said it like it was a totally natural thing to shove your grandson’s cock in your mouth to drink his nut juice and lick what you didn’t swallow. She put his pants back on afterwards.

Eleanor didn’t brush her teeth after swallowing Brad’s seed because she wanted to keep the delicious taste in her mouth. She was no stranger to a man’s cum but she never really liked the taste. It was not horrible but she swallowed their cum when she gave blow jobs more to please her partner than to taste it. But it was different with Brad. His cum was so delicious and so rich she barely ate anything else anymore. Other food seemed mundane compared to his cum and she swallowed so much of it every day that she wasn’t hungry for anything else. That’s why she only ate salad nowadays.

Eleanor stayed with Brad to watch the rest of the movie even though neither of them paid much attention to it. They both thought back about Eleanor swallowing Brad’s cum directly from the source. Eleanor tried to convince herself it was no big deal and she succeeded. A blow job wasn’t much different from a hand job, especially if you swallowed the cum in both cases. She also gave a lot of blow jobs to men she didn’t care about during her dates with them. It was a good way to avoid sex. She loved Brad so much more than the losers she dated so he deserved at least the same advantages they enjoyed.

For Brad the experience was mind blowing. The feel of a mouth on his cock was amazing. It was so different than a hand. It was exciting to have his mother’s or grandmother’s hands on his cock but it was only slightly different than his own. However the feeling of a mouth was a first and it was great. It was so wet, warm and soft that he wanted to feel it again. Thinking about Eleanor’s mouth on his cock made Brad hard again in no time. He stood up in front of Eleanor.

“Nana, could you suck me?” he asked her excited.

“No Brad, it’s not a good idea,” she responded. She was not ready yet to give a blow job to her son. She rationalized what she did earlier as acceptable but she didn’t make a rule out of it.

“Please Nana, you just did it so it’s no big deal,” he said to her before taking his pants off.

The view of Brad’s big hard cock and the smell of his manhood made Eleanor reconsider. She kind of did it already and she liked it; Brad too apparently. Besides, it would feel great to have this massive weapon in her mouth. She always liked giving blow jobs and the penises she had already sucked weren’t as beautiful, as long or as thick as Brad’s so sucking Brad would be so much better. Moreover the smell she was inhaling was telling her to do it. It was telling her to worship that cock like it deserved.

Without saying anything Eleanor bent toward Brad, opened her mouth and swallowed as much cock as she could. She barely had four inches of Brad’s cock in her mouth and she already felt full. She grabbed the base of his cock with her hand and started to bob her head while she stroked his shaft slowly. She used her saliva to coat the cock and to make it easier to wank. She also used her tongue to lick his cock head in a round motion.

Once she was used to having that big stick of flesh in her mouth she tried to take him deeper. Very carefully she took more and more of his cock after each bob of her head. She couldn’t go past six inches without gagging so she stopped trying to go farther. It was a challenge for another time.

Eleanor took his cock out of her mouth and stared at him. While she kept the eye contact she licked Brad’s phallus from top to bottom a few times before moving her mouth to his balls and giving them a French kiss and at the same time pumping his cock. She wanted to put them in her mouth but they were too big for her. Maybe after some training she would be able to do it.

“Oh Nana, that’s feel so good,” Brad moaned.

His words of appreciation got her even more motivated so she took his cock back into her mouth and sucked it more vigorously. Brad was in heaven and didn’t want it to end. Unfortunately the suction Eleanor was causing on his cock and the licks she gave it caused Brad to cum very quickly. It had not been five minutes since Eleanor started that Brad let loose in her mouth.

“I’m cumming Nana,” he screamed.

Eleanor was prepared this time and she swallowed the first load as soon as it hit her mouth. As soon as she ate that load the second one was shot. She managed to swallow more cum this time but it was still too much for her. She tried to catch what leaked from her mouth in her hand but it was filling so rapidly it ran down her cleavage.

After she swallowed the last eruption from Brad’s cock Eleanor cleaned his shaft with her mouth. Then she sucked the cum up from her hand before licking her hand clean. She tried to catch the cum in her cleavage but a lot of it ran down inside her blouse. She needed to change clothes and take a shower.

“God Nana. You are one hell of a cocksucker,” Brad told his grandmother as he crashed on the sofa next to her.

“Thank you, Darling,” she said proudly.

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