'Maybe you need some relief,' she murmured, her voice hoarse with the desire that was throbbing in her blood. 'Is that it, dear?'
Jason could only avert his eyes and helplessly shake his head.
'My goodness, dear, what's wrong?' she asked with a growing sense of alarm.
'Grandma, we did it again,' Jason said, his voice a harsh whisper. 'Mom and I. We did it again.'
'What?' She took a step backward.
'Grandma, I'm really sorry…'
'Oh, my God.'
Eleanor sat down on the side of the bed, her bulging tits filling her lap, and stared at the floor. She was certainly stunned by Jason's revelation, but she wasn't really surprised. In fact, she had almost been expecting it – though perhaps not quite so soon.
'Jason, I don't understand,' she said in a hurt, disappointed tone. 'I thought we had an understanding.'
'I'm sorry, Grandma, I really am!' He moved toward the bed. 'It just happened! I couldn't help it!'
'That's what you said before, Jason.'
'Yeah, I guess I did.' He was standing directly in front of her, his knees almost touching hers. 'I – I guess I don't know what to say.'
Eleanor sighed. The bulge in Jason's pants was level with her eyes, and she couldn't help staring at it.
'Maybe it wasn't all your fault, dear. Maybe it was partially my fault, too.'
'What do you mean, Grandma? I don't understand.'
'Maybe I didn't give you… well enough… stimulation.' She reached out a tentative hand and lightly brushed his throbbing cock-bulge with her fingertips.
Jason stepped closer. Eleanor moved her knees apart and Jason stepped between them. His crotch was now just inches away from his grandmother's face.
'Oh, Grandma!' he whispered. 'I'm really getting those feelings again!'
'Then I'll have to do something about that,' she said fondling her grandson's cock through his jeans.
Over the years Eleanor had developed what she considered an expert technique for sucking cocks, and she intended to give, her grandson the benefit of those years of experience. She proceeded smoothly and efficiently, unzipping his jean and pulling out his huge, semi-erect prick. She closed her fist around the gnarled shank aid tenderly kissed the swollen purple cock-knob. Jason's huge prick jerked in her hand, surging to its full length and quickly became as rigid as an iron bar.
Eleanor breathed deeply, inhaling the musky odor of her grandson's cock. As she covered the head of it's cock with loving kisses, she fancied that she could also smell the savory fragrance of his mother's cunt.
She ran the tip of her tongue around the head of his cock, licking the cock-head. When she had covered the head completely with a glistening film of saliva, Eleanor bent forward, opened her ruby lips, and took his purple cockhead into her mouth.
'Mmmm!' she moaned as she tightened her lips around his cock-knob and began to suck it.
And while she sucked the cock-knob, Eleanor worked her hand back and forth along the shaft, marveling at its divine hardness and the softness of the skin that covered it. With her other hand, she reached up between his thighs and gently squeezed his balls.
'Ohhhhh, Grandma!' Jason moaned. 'That feels so good!'
She was delighted to hear him say it. She had always loved Jason. He was her favorite grandchild. She couldn't believe it was happening, but it was. She could feel her own excitement building, swelling down between her thighs. The center of her desire was the blood-engorged bulb of her throbbing clit. It was burning, tingling. And she could feel the ooze of her goey fuckjuices seeping from the lips of her pulsating pussy.
She sucked him feverently, with slow, luxurious movements of her body, holding his cock with both her fists and jacking him off while she blew him. Her cheeks went hollow with each hard suck, and the tight red ring of her clinging lips followed the contours of his shaft and cock-head. She moved back and forth as though sucking Jason's cock were a form of primitive worship. Her own sense of separate identity dwindled and in her own mind she became, her grandson's love-slave. At that moment, she was ready and willing to do anythi that Jason asked.
'Grandma!' he whispered. 'Take it deeper!'
Eleanor tipped her head back and looked up at him, still holding his cock in her mouth. She knew what he wanted from the way he jiggled his hips. He wanted to fuck her mouth like a pussy and she was willing to let him do it. But maybe he had a surprise for him – maybe she could take it even deeper than he imagined.
Concentrating on what she was about to do, Eleanor prepared herself by relaxing her neck and throat. She bent forward from the waist, which caused her mammoth tits to bulge even more, ad she reached around Jason's body to cup his firm asscheeks in her hands. She took a deep breath.
Slowly, taking it inch by inch, Eleanor worked her way down around the thick, fleshy shaft of Jason's prick. The big knob of his cock lodged stubbornly against her throat, almost too big for her to swallow, but she gulped it down. His cock-head plunged into her throat, expanding her neck. A shudder of ecstasy twitched her shoulders as she felt, his massive prick invade her throat. Jason gasped.
'Holy fucking shit!' he cried, staring down in amazement as his cock disappeared into his grandmother's mouth.
Eleanor scarcely heard him. Eyes tightly shut, she was focused on resisting the reflexive urge to gag on the enormous thing in her throat. Even so, she continued to take it deeper, working the shaft with sucking movements of her luscious, full-lipped mouth. The woman didn't let up until the taut ring of her ruby lips closed down around the very root of her grandson's ten-inch prick.
Jason took a noisy breath. 'Ohhhlhh, Grandma!'
'Mmmmmm!' Eleanor moaned.
Feeling his eyes following her every move, Eleanor began to ease herself back, releasing his red-hot prick as slowly and gradually as she had swallowed it. Her lips slid back along the slick, blue-veined cock-shaft until the big spongy cock-knob came out of her throat. Holding just the knob in her mouth, Eleanor swirled her tongue against the prick-tip and licked up the first tiny drop of her grandson's pre-cum. The pungent flavor of the droplet made Eleanor yearn for Jason's whole hot load.
'Mmmm!' she moaned, casting her eyes toward her grandson's face.
'Take it again!' he gasped.
Jason was shaking with obvious tension, every muscle rigid, his fists clenched tightly at his sides, Eleanor could see clearly that her grandson was on the verge of a tremendous orgasm, and she prepared herself to swallow his enormous cock for the second time.
She almost didn't get the chance. As soon as she sucked his cock-head into her throat, Jason shuddered and shrieked and began to come.
Eleanor felt the sudden gush of jism that erupted horn his burning cock-head and flooded against the back of her throat. She realized the full intensity of his orgasm when he grabbed her head wits both hands and literally rammed his rigid prick down her throat.
'Ahhh – God!' he gasped, nearly losing his balance as he thrust his pelvis forward and yanked is grandmother's face into his crotch.
Eleanor didn't mind his brutal behavior, even though le had thrust his cock roughly down her throat and was mashing her nose painfully against his crotch. She didn't mind at all. For her it was enough to know that she alone was the cause of his uncontrollable ecstasy.
'Grandma, that was fantastic!' Jason gasped as he began to relax.
The last shot of jism trickled from the tip of his rapidly softening prick. Eleanor groaned softly. Easing his prick from her mouth, she gently rubbed the tip across her gleaming red lips and gazed up at her grandson, a big smile on her face.
'I'm glad you liked it, dear.' Her lips brushed his cock-head as she spoke. 'Just remember, I'm here for you an time you want me.'
Jason nodded weakly. Stepping back from between her knees, he fumbled to fasten up his pants.
Eleanor watched sadly as his magnificent prick disappeared back into his pants. The taste of his jism was still tart and tangy in her mouth.
When am I going to get fucked? she wondered again.
