Randy Lincoln: Even Grandmas get it!

"Let me do it," she said.

Eleanor worked quickly, opening her grandson's pants and puffing them down to his upper thighs. Jason's prick bobbed free and stood straight up – all ten hard inches of it.

"My God," she said, "you're hung like a horse!"

"I know," Jason said, and he pulled her body toward him and resumed his noisy sucking of her tits.

As he tongued her tingling nipples, Jason took hold of his prick and began stroking it, jerking his fist up and down, squeezing the swollen, purple cock-head.

"Mmmmmm!" he moaned, pumping and pounding his stiff cock while trying to inhale as much of his grandmother's tit as he possibly could.

With Jason fully occupied, Eleanor cast a nervous glance toward the door. She was concerned that her daughter, Helen, might come upstairs. One of the things that prevented Eleanor from completely letting her self go was the fear bf getting caught by her daughter. It just wouldn't do to be found letting Jason suck her tits while he jerked himself off.

"Make it come, baby!" she gasped, gently urging him to frig himself faster. She really didn't want him to waste any time. As soon as he reached his climax, Eleanor intended to button up her clothing and hurry back to the safety of the guest room. There she could satisfy her own desires with the same sort of personal treatment, using her hand to bring herself off.

But suddenly Jason pulled his mouth away from his grandmother's tit and dropped his hand down to the root of his prick. He gave a deep sigh of apparent fatigue.

"Grandma will you do it for me?" The tone of his voice was pleading. Grasping her wrist, he drew her hand toward his cock until the backs of her fingers touched the rigid shaft. "Please, Grandma make me come!"

Eleanor's first impulse was to do exactly as Jason wanted. In fact, she would have been glad to go don on him and take his gorgeous cock into her mouth. But just as she was about to seize his cock, she felt a strong twinge of guilt. This was no example to be setting for the family. This was only compounding the sin her daughter had already committed.

"Oh, Jason, I don't know," she said. "I'm afraid this has gone too far already."

"Please, Grandma! You can't stop now!" Eleanor deliberated uneasily, going back and forth in her mind. This wasn't what she had originally planned.

"All right," she said, glancing again at the door. "But this has got to be quick. I really shouldn't be doing this."

Eleanor sat up and slid back, placing herself next to her grandson's lower body. As she moved, her heavy tits jiggled, quivering mounds of lush flesh that drew. Jason's hands like a magnet.

With a sigh, Eleanor looked down at her grandson's prick, marveling once again at how big it was. In the pale light of the bedside lamp, she could see a thick vein throbbing along the length of the stiff, turgid cock-shaft. Her pussy tingled as she reached out with shaking hands to stroke the prick with her fingertips.

"I never knew you were built so big!" she whispered as she slipped one hand between his thighs to hold his balls while she grasped the base of his prick with her other hand.

"Ohhh, Grandma!" Jason groaned. He clutched at his grandmother's tits, his fim sinking deep into the creamy flesh. He gasped again, his muscles tightening, as she ran her hand up the length of his prick and gently pinched the purple cock-head. "Grandma, make me come!"

Eleanor grasped his cock with both hands and drew upwrd, squeezing hard. She could feel the intense heat of his cock against her palms and fingertips. Then she jerked her hands downward and up again, pumping the broad, pulsating prick.

And as she jacked him off, she studied his cock-head. It was huge and tasty-looking. The flared edge of the prick-head where it joins the shaft wa especially well-defined. Eleanor couldn't help wondering how it would feel, that rigid flaring edge, as it lightly flicked her sensitive pussy-lips, driven by his steely cock thrusting deep into her hot, wet pussy.

"Ohhh, God!" Jason gasped, his belly quaking as he worked his hips in a circular motion. "Grandma, I'm gonna come!"

"Yes, my darling!" Eleanor sighed. She jerked he hands up and down even faster, feeling the tension building in her grandson's body. "I want to see you come!"

She was rewarded an instant later when a long jet of come spurted from Jason's prick. It splattered hot and shiny onto the surface of one big tit. Eleanor continued to pump him, and a second gush of jism soon followed. It splashed over both of her tits and began to drip down between them.

"Oh, my God!" she exclaimed. "Look at the come!"

As Eleanor continued to jerk her grandson's prick, a river of shining jism gushed from the tip and flowed down over her fingers. Droplets of come, flung by her frantic movements, flew through the air and landed on her face and neck. One of the droplets landed on her lip, and she automatically licked it off.

During his orgasm, Jason had reached behind his head and was holding onto the headboard of the bed. His face was contorted with lust as he looked down at his gushing cock and watched as his grandmother finished jerking him off.

Eleanor pulled on his cock, working upward from the base to the head, and squeezed out the last drop of pearly white come. She rubbed it into his cock-head with her thumb.

"Ahhh," Jason sighed. He sank back onto his pillow and let his arms drop down at his sides.

Eleanor slowly released his cock, which was now only half erect. Her hands were covered with his sticky, glossy come. Plucking several tissues from the box on the bedside table, Eleanor wiped off her hands and dabbed at the come on her face, neck, and tits.

"Well now," she said. "How do you feel?"

"Fantastic, Grandma!" He smiled weakly.

"I'm very glad to hear that." She tossed the wad of tissues into the wastebasket. "And from now on, whenever you feel those urges, you'll come to me, won't you? Not to your mother."

"Yes, Grandma."

Eleanor shrugged her tits together and fastened her bra. Then she buttoned up her blouse.

"Another thing, dear. Your sister will be coming home from college tomorrow. There's no need for her to know about all the things that have been happening around here. Okay?"

"Okay, Grandma."

Eleanor stood up to have and turned back toward hr grandson. He was lying back and smiling at her, perfectly relaxed, a picture of contentment. She had obviously satisfied his urges.

Only ore question remained: How would she satisfy he own urges?

"Well now," Jason said, standing in the doorway to his sister's bedroom, "it looks like I'm just in time."

Kristen rolled her eyes in resignation and continued unbuttoning her blouse. She had came home from college for the term break and was changing into more casual clothes. She didn't mind it if her brother wanted to watch. If anything, she got a kick out of the fact that her body turned him on.

"Same old Jason," she said as she peeled off the blouse and playfully tossed it to him, "Still a Peeping Tom."

Jason raped the blouse across the back of a chair and then stretched out on his sister's bed. Kristen was now wearing nothing above the waist except a lacy white D-cup bra, and Jason continue to watch her with a frankly erotic interest.

"God, you've got a gorgeous body," he said. "You must be driving them crazy at college."

Kristen laughed. It was true, college life agreed with her – especially since for Kristen college life consisted of a constant round of frantic sucking and fucking. Scarcely a day went by with out her fucking some horny frat brother or macho varsity athlete. She had been having so much un that she hated to leave school at the end of term. Now that she was home, she was wond ring what sort of action, if any, the summer would bring.