The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Elaine followed Barbara and sat down at the island counter in the center of the kitchen.

“I hope Gerald was at least polite to you when he answered the door,” Barbara said once the were out of her son’s earshot, grabbing two glasses from the cupboard.

“Don’t worry, he was very much so,” Elaine assured. It was nice to get off her feet, but she couldn’t help but squirm slightly in the stool due to the residual sting from her welcome spanking. Something about that phrase still sounded odd to her, but she couldn’t put her finger on what.

“Oh, that’s good,” Barbara said, setting down the cups before turning her back to Elaine to open the fridge, “With how absorbed in his own things he can get, I wouldn’t be surprised if he just blew you off instead of greeting you properly. Ah, here it is.”

Barbara pulled out a carton of orange juice and poured herself a glass. Before she could pour Elaine’s juice though, the Asian woman suddenly spoke up and said, “Actually, I changed my mind. I’d rather drink Gerald’s cum.”

Elaine could scarcely believe the words that came out of her own mouth. And judging from the look on her face, Barbara couldn’t either. Not that Elaine could blame her, given that she basically just asked to drink her son’s ejaculate.

“What the hell, Elaine?!?” Barbara shrieked.

“I’m sorry!” Elaine said, attempting to explain herself, “I just really want some cum fresh from the source.”

Barbara’s jaw dropped, and Elaine could see the fury creeping into her longtime friend’s eyes. Finally, the other woman recollected herself to say, “Oh, that makes sense. Gerald, come in here! Elaine wants to drink your cum!”

Gerald came into the kitchen, looking almost as surprised as Barbara was a moment ago. Elaine felt herself blush as Gerald looked in her direction, suddenly feeling embarrassed about her request. Not that she wasn’t before, but her friend’s acceptance of her strange and sudden need had dulled it for at least a few moments.

“Here, Gerald,” Barbara said, handing her son the empty glass, “Go over to Elaine and have her jack you off into this.”

Gerald took the glass with a huge grin on his face. Elaine, however, was flabbergasted, “Wait, what? Right here?”

“Well, you’re the one who wants it,” Barbara said with a mild scolding tone, “It only makes sense you do the work for it.”

“Y-Yeah, I suppose,” Elaine agreed hesitantly, her brown eyes following Gerald as he made his way to her. She almost spoke up to change her mind again, but she knew that right now only Gerald’s cum would quench her thirst. So she simply watched in silence as Gerald dropped down his sweatpants and boxers to pull out his large, thick penis.

Elaine couldn’t help but let out a small gasp of shock. Not just due to the brazenness by which he exposed himself to her, but because she had no idea that the boy was packing a dick that big. If she was being honest with herself, she was actually a little impressed at the size. Her husband’s own already tiny dick now seemed absolutely minuscule in comparison.

“Like what you see?” Gerald asked with a smug grin that reminded Elaine why she was so wary of him in the first place.

“I, um... I’m not sure I should answer that,” Elaine muttered, glancing over at Barbara with some shame.

“Yeah, I guess you have a point there,” Gerald said, following Elaine’s gaze for a moment before looking back at her, “So, are we gonna do this or what?”

Elaine gulped, then spat in her hand and rubbed it around to get some lubrication. Then she wrapped her slender, lightly-tanned hand around Gerald’s shaft and started stroking slowly. Unsurprisingly, it didn’t take long before his penis became fully erect in her grasp. She could feel his blood pumping like mad as she continued giving her a handjob.

“Fuck, this is amazing...” the boy muttered under his breath.

“Gerald! Don’t use that kind of language in front of company!” Barbara scolded.

“Sorry Mom,” he said halfheartedly, more focused on watching Elaine do her thing.

Elaine wasn’t a stranger to giving a handjob, but she had never done it in front of an audience, nor did she ever give it to the son of one of her friends. The entire situation was starting to turn her on, which only made her feel even more ashamed at what she was doing.

Sooner than expected, she felt Gerald’s dick twitch in her hand, and realized he was about to cum. She quickly grabbed the glass off of the counter and held it directly in front of his dick like it was a water spigot. Gerald shuddered, gritted his teeth slightly, and came enough to fill the glass nearly to the brim with his semen. Elaine steadied the glass in her hand, shocked at how much cum the boy was giving her. She didn’t realize until now just how massive his balls were, each one almost as large as her fist, but even then she was still mystified as to how he could possibly cum that much at once. She gave his dick a few shakes to get any errant drops into the glass, than wiped the last bit off the head with her thumb and let go of his rapidly deflating dick to scrape it into the glass.

“Hope that’s enough cum for you,” Gerald said with a satisfied sigh as he pulled his pants back up.

“Uh, yeah, this should be,” Elaine said awkwardly, “Thanks.”

Gerald finished adjusting his waistband, looking a bit uncomfortable with the noticeable bulge that Elaine wasn’t sure how she missed when he first walked in. He then looked at her and asked eagerly, “Well? Aren’t you going to give it a taste?”

You would like to see that, wouldn’t you? Elaine thought to herself. Some part of her wished Avery was here to see this side of her friend, but it was beaten out by the part that didn’t want her to see her mother holding a glass of said friend’s cum and bringing it to her pretty lips. Elaine took a big gulp of cum from the glass and swallowed it in front of Gerald and Barbara.

She gagged almost instantly, her taste buds being assaulted by the salty and somewhat sour taste of Gerald’s semen. She coughed as she set the glass down on the counter, causing the thick liquid inside to wobble slightly. She smacked her lips, trying to get the taste out of her mouth.

“How is it?” Gerald asked her.

“It’s... it’s what I asked for,” Elaine choked out, not sure what else to say.

“Good,” he said with a satisfied smile. As he turned to leave, he added, “Let me know if you need a refill before you go.”

“Well that’s considerate of him,” Barbara said with a smile of her own, before asking Elaine, “So that really hits the spot for you, huh?”

“Yeah,” she muttered uncertainly as she wiped the lingering cum from her mouth with her bare arm. It did quench her thirst, as she knew it would, but actually drinking it still felt wrong on some level.

“You don’t exactly sound thrilled,” Barbara observed with a frown, “What’s wrong, Elaine?”

“Nothing,” Elaine deflected, wrapping her hands around the still warm glass, “Just... something seems weird about all of this.”

“Well, wanting to drink my son’s cum is a little weird,” Barbara admitted, “But you’re my friend, so how could I say no?”

“It’s not that,” Elaine tried to explain, “Okay, not just that. It’s...”

Elaine paused, looking down at the milky white fluid still filling her cup. She felt like she shouldn’t be having any trouble articulating what was wrong, that it should be obvious what was bothering her. But for the life of her, she couldn’t figure out what to point out specifically.

“It’s nothing,” she eventually said, “Let’s talk about something else.”

“Okay,” Barbara said, giving one last worried look at her friend before asking more cheerily, “So...”