Chapter 5

Mary was busying herself with domestic work. After washing the dishes, she went to do some laundry and ironing. She was still mortified after being caught by her daughter while she was sucking Brad's penis. She felt stupid about not having closed the door because she didn't know Christine was hiding in the closet and thought she had entered the room after them. The only thing she knew for sure was that she hadn't locked the door because she was too eager to suck her son. It had been worse than being caught by her mother because Eleanor was a slut in Mary's book. But Christine was her little angel and she feared she had traumatized her daughter for life. She wasn't aware her precious daughter was bobbing her head on her brother's cock and loving it at that very moment.

Dinner was awkward because of that and she didn't take her eyes off her plate the whole time they were eating. She was afraid of the opinion her daughter had to have of her and it made her think a lot about what she had done with Brad. She thought back about her explanation to Christine. It seemed so ridiculous that she realized now how stupid it really was. Maybe she should let Brad deal with his problem from now on. He was doing so much better and, if not, her slut of a mother would always be there to help, she thought bitterly.

She was folding a shirt when the phone rang. She went to answer and saw it was Carlisle, her husband. He had been calling a lot since Brad's accident to check on them. He hadn't been able to come back home to visit because he was working on an important project for his company, but he called often to check how things were going. At first, she felt guilty masturbating their son when she never did such a thing for her own husband, but that feeling soon disappeared because she realized she was just doing her motherly duty. At least it was what she told herself because the real reason why the guilt faded away was simple, Brad was taking the place of the husband in her heart. But she wasn't conscious of that yet.

She picked up the phone.

"Hello, Honey," she answered.

"Hello, Dear. I'm calling to let you know I'll be home Tuesday morning. My flight will arrive at 11 so is it possible for you to pick me up?" Carlisle asked her.

"Sure," she replied. "But weren't you supposed to come back next month?"

"Yes, I was, but I was able to free myself early. I really want to see how the kids are doing and I have something to talk to you about so my boss gave me five days off," he informed her.

She should have been happy to have her husband coming home early, but she wasn't. Ever since he started to work out of town they had become more acquaintances than husband and wife. He wasn't home often and when he was, he spent more time with their kids than with her. It didn't bother her because he took Brad to ball games, which she hated attending, and he listened to Christine's gossip, which she found silly. Mary barely spent any time with Carlisle when he was home. When he was away, he didn't call her very often but Brad and Christine had daily calls from him on their cellphones.

They spoke a few more minutes about Brad's injuries before she ended the call.

"Alright, Honey, I'll see you on Tuesday," she said before hanging up.

Brad had come into the living room during the phone call so she found him there when she went looking for him.

"Your father will be back home on Tuesday," she informed him.

"Great," he said enthusiastically.

He was glad to see his father but then he realized it could be catastrophic to have him here. Things had been great lately and his father's presence could mean the end of it. So he was torn between the joy of seeing his dad and the dread of not having daily blowjobs any more. He could just hope that his dad coming home wouldn't ruin the sexual vibe there was in the house, but he didn't really believe it.

When Eleanor came into his room to give him his bedtime blow job, he really appreciated that moment because it could be one of the last he experienced. He was also surprised his mother didn't give him the blowjob because it was her turn, but his grandmother told him Mary wasn't feeling well. However, once Eleanor's lips closed on his cock he didn't give his mother a second thought.

Mary woke up early on Sunday. It was Church day and she didn't want to miss it. She took a shower and, when she went to dress, she chose an outfit that was very prudish. She saw the slutty clothes she had bought and felt guilty and ashamed to have worn them. Today was a new day and she would become the decent woman she really was again. She was finished with the blowjobs and hand jobs she gave her son. She would become a good Christian again and forget about her indecent behavior of late. Christine witnessing her mother sucking her own son's penis made Mary realize how low she had fallen. Wearing her long and unflattering dress and her flat shoes she drove to Church feeling ugly. When he would see her, Brad wouldn't be attracted to her anymore she thought bitterly. It was her objective but she was sad about it. She felt so alive when she was with Brad wearing her skimpy clothes. The return to reality was brutal.

Once there she was greeted by her friends, who asked her about Brad's health. She was blushing when she told them he was doing much better. The sermon about the sin of lust hit home with Mary and fortified her resolve to go back to her old and respectable self. No more delicious blowjobs for her and no more contact with her son's perfect cock. No more of the clothes that made her feel like a woman and which made Brad look at her with hunger. She was done with all that.

Even though she had a new resolve, she was dreading going home just yet. She was afraid she couldn't resist if Brad asked her for help. That's why she had lunch with her church friends. Her mother would make lunch for the three of them when they realized she wasn't coming back from Church. She expected someone to call, but nobody did. They had to have figured out she was spending the day at Church. Finally, the moment to go home arrived so she said goodbye and drove home.

When she opened the door, the scene that greeted her was unbelievable and out of a porn movie. Christine was kneeling before Brad and sucking his cock like a two-dollar whore. Brad was sitting naked on the couch making out with Eleanor while he was fondling her breasts. But the most shocking thing was that both Christine and Eleanor were naked and Brad appeared to have his fingers inside his grandmother's pussy.

An enormous rage took over Mary and she rushed to the tangled bodies. She took Eleanor by the hair and threw her on the floor. She grabbed Christine by the hair also but dragged her to the door.

"To your room, NOW!" Mary said to her daughter, who ran to her room.

"You," she pointed at her mother, "I want you out of my house NOW, and don't ever come back."

She grabbed some clothes on the floor and threw them at Eleanor, not caring if they were hers or not. She turned to Brad and also ordered him into his room, but with less vitriol in her voice.

Afraid of her daughter, Eleanor dressed quickly and grabbed her purse near the front door. She left the house in a hurry and drove to the nearest bar. She needed a drink to think and calm down from the fright Mary gave her.

Mary too needed a drink, so she opened a bottle of wine. She sat on a chair in the kitchen and poured herself a glass of wine. She was shaking with rage and anger. Today, she had decided to let her mother help Brad by herself until his hands were healed. She feared how much she was changing and she hadn't even realized it until she was caught by her daughter. She had finished her blowjobs the day before because she was still riding high on her horniness but, later, when her horniness subsided, she had been able to think clearly about what had happened during the last three weeks. She shouldn't have enjoyed helping her son so much and it scared her. She even had strange thoughts popping into her head while she was with her son. She thought about cuddling with him or kissing him on the lips. She, who was self-conscious about her body, loved when her son looked at her like she was a piece of meat. She didn't want to go deeper into the rabbit hole, but maybe she didn't have a choice.

That day, she had left Brad with her mother while she was at Church and that slut had taken advantage of it to have an orgy in the living room. She even managed to bring Christine into it. Mary was sure Eleanor didn't have to insist very much if you considered the way Christine had been sucking Brad's dick. Mary was sure that the reason her daughter spent so much time out of the house and was so secretive about it was because she was learning to be a slut. She had to sleep around like her grandmother and those two sluts took advantage of poor innocent Brad to quench their lust. She was sure her Brad had been forced to go along with it. He couldn't have been a willing participant. Christine and Eleanor had to make him agree to that after he had waited in pain for hours with his testicles full. Obviously, she couldn't trust anybody but herself to properly take care of her son. Mary would have to forbid Christine to do anything with her brother and get rid of Eleanor.

She was drunk and determined when she went upstairs. She knocked on Brad's door and entered. He was sitting on his bed wearing only shorts and reading on his iPad.

"How are you feeling, Honey?" Mary asked her son lovingly.

"Fine, Mom," he answered, surprised by his mother's tone of voice. He expected yelling, disappointment or disgust, but not worry.

"I'm sorry I left you here alone with those two skanks, Baby. I should have known better than to trust my mother," she said with tears in her eyes. She wanted to comfort him so she hugged him tight and kept apologizing.

Brad was completely lost. He didn't understand what was happening. His mother just caught him making out with his naked and gorgeous grandmother while his hot piece of ass of a sister was sucking his cock naked, but his mother made it seem like he had been attacked by a grizzly bear. Nobody would call having two babes sucking his cock a traumatic experience.

Now that he knew he wouldn't be castrated by his mother, Brad thought back about what had happened that morning.

As had become the norm those days, he was woken up by a mouth on his cock. The difference this morning was that the mane of hair above his groin wasn't brown, but blonde. He understood immediately that his sister was sucking his cock. He didn't know why she was so eager to suck his cock or make out with him, but he didn't complain. He had been reluctant the previous day to have any sexual contact with his sister, but now he was all for it. Being full of cum after a night of sleep, it didn't take long for him to give his sister her protein breakfast. Christine wasn't positioned right to be able to drink her brother's offering so what escaped her mouth landed on his stomach.

She thought it wasn't practical for Brad to shoot his loads so fast. She didn't have the time to enjoy a wad of cum before the next one arrived. It was like eating in a hurry at a five stars restaurant, only worse. Thankfully, her grandmother wasn't there to steal the cum she had earned that morning. After swallowing all the semen she could there still was a sizable amount of it on Brad's stomach. So, very slowly, she began to lick his stomach clean. Christine loved doing it because she could savor every lick she made. She hadn't thought in advance that there was going to be a puddle of cum on Brad's stomach at the end of her blow job, but it turned out to be a happy accident.

"Thanks, Sis," Brad thanked her, "You can wake me up like this anytime you want."

"You're welcome. And I might take you up on that offer because I love to suck your big cock." She teased him as she sat back on her knees. She didn't have experience with sex but her friends talked about it, a lot. Apparently, guys loved when a girl talked dirty to them and praised their genitals. It didn't matter if the guy had a tiny dick, you had to make him feel like he was hung like a horse. Of course, with Brad, she didn't have to lie.

"Wow, Sis. I didn't know you could be so slutty," he said surprised.

"For you, Brad, I can be anything you want," she sassily told him.

"Cool," he responded like a blockheaded teenage boy. He was so used of seeing his mother and grandmother acting like sluts that he found it normal when his sister did too. He didn't question her motives. And now that she was kneeling on his bed he could see what she was wearing, and it was not much. She was wearing a pink T-shirt, which was probably four years old and too small for her, and a pair of white panties. That was it. Her T-shirt stopped just above her bellybutton and it was so tight on her that her big tits seemed to bulge out of her body. He had never really seen her showcasing her boobs like that and it made them bigger than he thought they were. The only time he could see her wearing something even remotely revealing was when she was wearing swimsuits, but they crushed her breasts against her body instead of highlighting them. When she got out of his bed he could clearly see the panties she was wearing, and they turned out to be bikini panties. They were her mother's. They were a pair Mary had bought when she had had her shopping expedition a few days ago.

She was walking toward the door and he was able to admire her ass. Her butt was just perfect and, compared to their mom's, it was tighter. Christine could thank the fact she was on the track team for that, and not just for her ass, but for her legs too. They didn't have a single ounce of cellulite or fat on them. They were long, tanned and lean. If there was one thing Christine had over her mother, it was her lower body. The difference was subtle but it was there.

Brad got out of bed once his sister was out of the room. He had no idea his sister was this very sexual creature and the part of him that felt remorse about the previous day was slipping away. He put on a shirt and shorts and went to pee. He walked down to the kitchen once his bladder was empty. Eleanor was cooking breakfast while Christine was just starting to eat hers. Brad greeted his grandmother and sat at the table. He checked Eleanor out because she was only wearing a nightie and high heels. Her nightie was blue with white lace around her cleavage, which was showing her generous breasts very nicely. Her blue heels made her legs look longer and very alluring. Because she was cooking, Eleanor was also wearing an apron and that made her look more like hot housewife in her late thirties than a 55 year old grandmother. Of course, Brad couldn't see Nana's front, but he was very happy with staring at her back.

He didn't wait long for his grandma to prepare his breakfast. She served him pancakes with maple syrup. Christine was eating bacon with eggs and Brad regretted the fact he couldn't eat the same thing. For an unknown reason he never was in perfect shape when he ate too much meat. He realized a few years ago that he played better when he didn't eat meat. Meat didn't make him sick or anything like that, but he felt he had more energy when he avoided eating meat. He never figured out why and his doctor had been no help either. That was why he rarely ate meat, and only at dinner when it rarely happened. It was a sacrifice he made to be a better basketball player.

"Could you take your shorts off before you eat, Darling?" Eleanor asked him as she put a plate of pancakes in front of him.

Brad did so but found it odd, so he asked why.

"Christine is eating her breakfast and I just served yours, so I want mine now," she responded with hunger in her eyes as she watched her grandson's cock being revealed.

When Brad sat, Eleanor crawled under the table. There was a yoga mat between Brad's legs and she took her place on it. She grabbed his cock and stroked it to make it hard again. Having just come he didn't get hard as soon as he saw his grandma in her sexy nightie, but her hands and the fact she was under the table to suck his cock while he ate his breakfast sent blood pumping through his dick very quickly. Once her grandson's cock was erect, Eleanor wrapped her lips around it and swirled her tongue around his cockhead. She could taste the residue of his previous ejaculation and would scold Christine about it later. It was Brad's girls' job to properly clean his cock after he fed them his nut juice. It was called manners. But she was too busy at the moment to care much about it anyway. Besides, it gave his cock a wonderful taste so she couldn't complain, but it was only because his last blowjob just occurred minutes ago. The taste would surely be different if he had spent hours like this. That was why they, his girls, had to clean his cock after they blew him and not because it meant wasting good cum not to do so. They had to think about the next blowjob and how gross it would be to the one sucking his mighty cock.

After thoroughly cleaning his cockhead, she took his cock out of her mouth and began licking his shaft. Eleanor had to clean it too even though it hardly tasted like cum. She also licked and sucked on his nut sack because she knew he enjoyed that a lot. She knew it would take a while to make him cum, so she couldn't waste time. She loved giving leisure blowjobs, but not too long ones. For one, her jaw hurt if she had his cock in her mouth for too long and, for two, there was always a time when her hunger for Brad's cum was too intense to wait any longer. Since he had shot his load only minutes ago she knew he would last a very long time no matter what she did, so she engulfed his cock once again and bobbed her head over it.

Meanwhile Brad was eating his breakfast, or at least trying to. He had a hard time concentrating on his plate when there was a skilled mouth around his cock. Christine was feeding him and often she was waving a bite of pancake in front of him for minutes waiting for him to remember her. It was difficult to eat but he didn't really care. Christine didn't either, because she had a hand in her lap and it was in her panties, with two fingers buried inside her soaked pussy. She was staring intensely at her grandmother sucking her brother. The table they were eating at was made of glass so Christine could see Eleanor kneeling between Brad's legs and swallowing his big cock over and over again through it. That sight was making Christine so hot she couldn't help but play with herself.

For the next half an hour, the only sound that could be heard was the suction noise Eleanor was making. Brad always had his mouth full of food or was too busy moaning to say anything, and Christine didn't want to break the spell and just kept feeding Brad. As for Eleanor, she was alternating between sucking Brad's dick while one hand was massaging his balls and deep-throating his cock. Brad loved it when his cock was buried in his grandmother's throat. It was so tight and each time she gulped it squeezed his dick in a way that felt so good to him.

Other times she was furiously sucking on his cock like she was milking it so that semen would come out. Eleanor wanted his cum more than anything. She hadn't eaten breakfast yet because she was saving herself for a load of Brad's cum, so she was very hungry. She finally received her reward five minutes after Brad finished his breakfast.

"Ooooh, here it comes. Bon appétit, Nana," Brad exclaimed when he felt he was going to cum.

Eleanor was ready for this. His first wad of cum hit her strongly but she was already used to that. During the short time it took Brad to fire his second wad of cum, Eleanor's taste buds were assaulted by the salty but also sweet flavor of his semen. Brad shot rope after rope of cum into his grandmother's mouth and she tried to keep as much cum as possible in her mouth, but it was filled rapidly by Brad's weapon so she had to swallow when her mouth was full to make room for his next load.

Brad felt like he needed a nap when he finished painting Eleanor's mouth white. He had ejaculated twice in less than 40 minutes so he felt drained.

Christine had two mild orgasms in the 30 minutes the blowjob lasted. She didn't frig like she was used to because her body convulsed when she had a big orgasm and she had to feed her brother. Here, she just wanted to release the tension without being noticed. Eleanor needed release too. When she was done, she just crawled out from under the table and left the kitchen without a word. Her mouth was still full of cum, so she couldn't talk. She went to her room, closed the door, took her nightie off and laid on her bed. One hand went to her left nipple to squeeze and twist it hard while her other one went straight to her pussy. She was so wet she was easily able to shove three fingers into it. Her first orgasm took less than five seconds since she was so sexually charged. She couldn't help but swallow a little bit of cum as her body went through such an intense orgasm. After that, she enjoyed two more orgasms in less than seven minutes. She fingered her pussy and played with her breasts while she was swirling her grandson's semen in her mouth. It was like tasting a great wine and she wanted every corner of her mouth to know the wonderful flavor of Brad's cum. She finally swallowed the semen in her mouth after those three fabulous orgasms. She rested a little after that.

Brad's morning was calm after that. He read some comics he bought on iTunes until it was time for his morning jog. Eleanor went running with him as usual, but this time they were also joined by Christine. She was on the track team so she easily ran alongside her grandmother. Brad was running behind them to stare at their asses while they jogged. When they came back home, they all took a shower.

Brad found his sister lying on his bed in a sexy pose after his shower. She was lying on her stomach with her hands before her supporting her head and her calves bent in the air. She had hurried with her shower and because Brad was still slower due to his hands, she surprised him when he came into his room only wearing a bathrobe. Her hair was still wet.

"Hi, do you need any help?" she asked him with a sultry voice. She stood up on her knees and Brad could see she was wearing his basketball jersey and nothing else. "I'm your biggest fan and I would be honored to suck your big fat cock, Sir," she teased him.

Brad was surprised by Christine's behavior. The sister he considered pure and innocent was acting like a slut. He loved it, but it was somewhat disturbing. He wondered where she found the inspiration for the show she was putting on for him. Although Christine didn't have any experience with teasing men or seducing them, she had a lot of sex dreams about her brother. One of her favorites was the one where he won the basketball championship. He would find her wearing his game jersey in the boys' locker room after realizing he had left his wallet in his locker while he was on his way to the celebration party. He would confront her and they would have sex in the locker room.

Brad took his robe off and Christine jumped out of bed to kneel between his legs and suck his cock. It was a nice blowjob that lasted a long time. She wasn't as good a cocksucker as her mother or grandmother so Brad was easily able to hold his ejaculation of for quite some time. Eventually, he shot his tasty cream in her mouth and she greedily swallowed it all. They both enjoyed that very much but the real fun was about to start.

It was 11 o'clock and Christine had just drank a batch of fresh cum. Eleanor thought it would be fun for the three of them to play a board game together. It had been forever since the last time the three of them played like that. Unfortunately, they couldn't agree on a game until Brad suggested something.

"We could play strip poker," he casually said. He was dying to see some tits and he thought that was a good way to accomplish that goal. He hoped to see their bras at least. Christine and Eleanor both thought it was a good idea. Eleanor had on a white tank top, very high cut jean shorts, 4" black heels, a bra and a pair of panties. Christine wore her brother's jersey, black running shorts, socks, a bra and a pair of panties. As for Brad, his attire consisted in a T shirt, shorts, socks and slippers.

The rules were simple. Each of them had 100 bucks in chips in front of them. When one lost all of his chips, one had to remove a piece of clothing and received another 100 bucks in chips. They didn't talk about when the game would end and Brad was hoping it was once the women were naked. They decided to play five card draw. Eleanor was the first one to deal. Brad couldn't hold his cards so he left them face down on the table. He only lifted them a little one at the time to see what he had. It was also decided that Christine or Eleanor would deal when it was Brad's turn.

None of them was very good at poker so it took a while to have someone lose his stack of chips. Eleanor was down to 30 dollars and went all in with 3 nines. Unfortunately Christine had a flush so Eleanor stood up and sensually removed one of her high heels. She took her sweet time removing that shoe and massaged her calves doing so. Brad had a clear view of that and it stirred the little man in his pants. They resumed playing and Christine made a terrible mistake. Two hands later she got another flush and she went all in against Brad. She lost because he had 4 sixes and she removed a sock. She tried to imitate her grandmother and make a sexy show, but it was awkward. She wasn't used to flirting with men.

When Eleanor lost her other shoe, she put on another show and they realized it was past lunch time. She made them sandwiches and cut Brad's into little pieces. They didn't think about calling Mary because they figured she was just catching up with some folks at Church and the three of them were having too much fun to worry about her. They resumed the game and the girls were more careful than before. Brad was the one with most of the chips and they tried to take him down. However, they failed miserably. Eleanor lost another pile of chips and had to take her top off. She slowly slipped it over her head and revealed her lacy white bra. The bra was pushing her breasts together and made them look even bigger than they already were. Brad couldn't help but stare at Nana's tits. Never before had he ever seen a woman just wearing a bra. It was very sexy and his cock was rock hard now. Eleanor was happy about herself. The effect she had on Brad made the fact of losing worthwhile. Losing meant stripping before Brad and winning meant watching Brad undress. It was a win-win situation. She was loving that game. Brad lost the next three hands without a fight. He couldn't concentrate and made stupid mistakes like not folding with a pair of threes or not seeing he had a straight and fold. It made Christine go crazy because she knew he was ogling their grandmother's breasts instead of playing. And Eleanor didn't dissuade him from looking because she was constantly fixing her bra for one reason or another.

All thoughts about Mary and her return were forgotten during the game. Christine lost big on purpose with a pair of fives. She looked like she had bluffed but she wanted to lose. She feigned disappointment and took her other sock off. When she was rapidly 'forced' to take her jersey off, Eleanor realized what her granddaughter was up to. Christine was wearing a very boring blue bra the sole purpose of which was to minimize her chest. Her mother wouldn't allow her to buy any other kind of bra so she didn't own any sexy one she could have worn to this game. Besides, she wouldn't have worn a sexy one even if she owned it because even though they had seemed to forget about Mary, Christine expected her mother to come home soon before they started the game.

After that, Brad won every single hand. Eleanor and Christine tried to have the smaller hand each time so they threw away pairs, flushes, three-of-a-kinds, etc. Brad quickly noticed something wasn't right when he always won and the women's clothing started to fly, but he didn't say anything. He wasn't stupid. Eleanor was the next one to lose her chips. She stood up in plain view of Brad and slowly dropped her mini shorts. Brad felt like he was watching a movie in slow motion while Eleanor was taking off her shorts. She wiggled her ass to take her pants off and Brad gasped when he saw the band of her panties appear. Her panties were lacy white micro boyshorts and looked extremely sexy on Eleanor. Brad was transfixed by the shorts gently riding down his grandmother's sexy and long legs. Then she stepped out of them when they fell on the ground. And she sat down to resume playing.

Christine wasn't far behind because she lost her shorts after the next hand was dealt. She also put on a show for Brad but, again, not as good as Eleanor's. First, her panties were normal blue boyshorts and were not very sexy. Second, her ass didn't wiggle as well as her grandmother's. Fortunately, her legs were so beautiful that just seeing them was a show of its own. Under normal circumstances the game would have ended here but the women were so horny that they didn't even think to stop for a second. The duel to know whose breasts would be the first ones to be seen by Brad was starting and neither of them wanted to lose. Brad decided to let them battle on their own so he folded the next few hands. It was fun to watch for Brad because Christine and Eleanor were folding as soon as they had a pair or higher. It was excruciatingly long when finally Christine bested her grandma and lost her chips. She couldn't contain her smile when she reached behind her back to unclasp her bra. She was so intent on beating her grandmother she didn't think twice about showing her chest to a man for the first time. As she revealed the two mounds on her chest, Brad's eyes were glued to them. She didn't actually need a bra for her tits because they stood high and firm on her chest by themselves. Her boobs were big and beautiful. Christine's skin was flawless and looked like silk. She had large areola but they were pale, so they didn't stand out and her nipples were small and so cute. Brad wanted only one thing, and it was to suck on those beauties.