Hunter’s s*xy snippets

The warm light of early morning streamed through the curtains of the living room window and shone down on Deborah Peters and her son Sam enjoying each other's company on a Saturday morning. Deborah loved her son very much, more than she could ever express to him in words. She'd never been very good at talking about her feelings in the first place, but the recently amplified intensity of her love and affection for Sam was even harder to verbalize. However, even if she could somehow find the right words to adequately express to her perfect baby boy how much she loved him, how much she needed him, she would've been physically unable to do so.

That's because at that moment Deborah Peters' mouth and tongue were busy making out with her eight year old son's coinslot-sized dickhole. She was on her knees between his spread thighs, his shorts unbuttoned and unzipped with his fat schlong and enormous balls pulled out over the waistband of his briefs. Sam was still wearing his cute t-shirt with one of his favorite cartoon characters on it while the loving mother noisily tongue-fucked his cum slit. Drool and precum sluiced down her full lips to drip onto her big hefty tits, her low-cut top showing plenty of cleavage to help her little boy drain his pipes even more thoroughly. She knew how much he responded to visual stimuli, so she made sure to show him lots of skin to ensure he blew the biggest loads possible. To that end, her fat ass cheeks were hanging out of the ridiculously skimpy shorts she was wearing, and Sam's cock flexed in her mouth as he looked over her head to watch those big mommy cakes wobble as she bobbed up and down on his knob. She was also wearing a vivid red shade of lipstick to accentuate the shape of her lips as she sucked him off. When Sam's eyes fell on his mother's full, pursed, crimson lips kissing against his cock head, it pulsed and spurted a jet of precum into her mouth, giving Deborah direct feedback on her decision to paint her lips. Clearly her son approved.

"Uuulllmmmm," was all that she could say as she wriggled her tongue inside her gradeschool son's urethra to suck up as much of his salty sweet precum as she could. Her plump red lips continuously massaged his engorged and incredibly sensitive cockhead, unrolling his foreskin slightly to more effectively slurp on half of his huge knob. The head of his long, fat, prepubescent cock was so fucking big she had a hard time stuffing the whole thing in her mouth, so she'd taken to sucking on the first one or two thirds of it.

And she'd been doing a lot of sucking.

"Ohhh god, mommy!" Sam moaned, one hand on his mother's head as she noisily and passionately french-kissed his dickhole, "It feels so good! I'm gonna sh-shoot another load! I can feel it p-pushing up from my balls! It feels like it's really thick!"

Deborah was more than used to her son talking this way. In fact, this was quite tame compared to many of the things he'd become comfortable saying to her. It was all that knocked-up doctor's fault, with her fat ass and her skilled hands that had milked an enormous load of cum from Sam's nuts. She'd spoken about the procedure with words more suited for the filthiest pornography than a visit with a pediatrician. It had obviously rubbed off on her son while the doctor was rubbing out one of his gargantuan loads.

Yet no matter how nasty or perverted Sam's words were, they were always spoken with the same sweet precociousness of a tender-hearted third grade boy. It's just that this third grader also had a massive uncircumcised donkey dick and a pair of fucking horse balls that produced more sperm per day than any man Deborah had been with could produce in a fucking month!

Basically, her son was a ridiculously hung and overproductive gradeschool breeder stud, but he was also her sweet loving boy. That's why she'd taken responsibility for milking out his prodigious loads with her hands and mouth, because otherwise her baby boy's nuts would ache with the need for release. She couldn't stand seeing him in pain, so she took it as her motherly duty to suck on his cock head until he'd blasted enough sperm to feel comfortable again. Getting to gobble up his hot, clumpy, stinky jism was just the icing on the cake - and quite often all over her face. Or at least, that's what Deborah told herself to help alleviate her quickly dwindling doubts about becoming her son's suck-slut cum dump.

"Mommyyyy! I'm gonna nuuuuttt!"

SSHHPLLLOOORRRRRRRRRTTTTTT!!

Deborah's eyes fluttered and her nostrils flared as her baby boy started blasting his piping hot load of thick clotted ball gravy in her mouth. It was so goddamn dense with such big gelatinous curds of concentrated sperm, and it was shooting out of his dickhole with so much force, that it felt like he was pissing tapioca pudding into her mouth, one of her former favorite treats. Now her favorite treat was the jism she milked from Sam's overactive balls. Nothing else even came close.

SSPPPPLUUUURRRRPPPTTTT!! SPPLUURRT!! SPLLUUURRRTTT!! SSSHHHPPLLUUURRRPPPPPTTTT!!

Sam's cock flexed with each geysering jet of his ultra-virile ball pudding into his mother's mouth. Though Deborah swallowed as quickly as she could, there was no way she could chug fast enough to keep up with the volume of his ejaculation. With her neck constantly undulating as she swallowed down gulp after gulp of her son's pungent ball jelly, cum started rocketing out from between her sealed lips locked around Sam's throbbing cock head. This was immediately accompanied by twin spurts of Sam's thick pearl jam squirting out of Deborah's nostrils, joining the cum spraying from her mouth to splatter all over Sam's exposed pubic mound, stomach, and thighs. He obviously didn't mind as he just bucked his hips and kept nutting and nutting and nutting into Deborah's suckling mouth.

She was used to her son's loads often being so thick she had to chew them before swallowing, but this was an especially clumpy load. She winced as she kept gulping and felt the fat coagulated jelly wads sliding down her throat, periodically clotting up so much they momentarily blocked her throat before the power and volume of the next firehose blast of ball babies down her throat forced her to swallow. Deborah had drained many loads from Sam's nuts in her constant pursuit to keep him happy and healthy, but this particular morning she'd already milked five cum loads from his balls and now he was gushing the sixth in her mouth and throat. This was probably the most loads she'd ever milked from him in one morning. She knew she'd made it down to the thickest and most concentrated sperm in his balls that must have been coagulating in there for weeks or months.

To make sure the doctor-recommended "treatment" was as effective as possible, Deborah cupped Sam's massive gurgling nuts and started carefully massaging them. This was something she'd learned recently that seemed to help him shoot just that extra bit more. She could actually feel the fatter thicker wads of his concentrated jism clinging to his heavy testicles inside his ballbag. With the tender care of a mother's touch Deborah manually loosened up the fat curds of ball jelly so they could push up out of his huge dickhole and give him even more relief.

Her work paid off as Sam moaned even louder and Deborah gagged as his cock started rapid-firing cum nuggets against her tongue so hard they could both hear the staccato sound of him blasting off in her mouth like he was shooting fucking rubber bullets of spunk inside it. These jelly babies had been congealing in his nutsack for so long they were far too thick to swallow, so instead they just quickly piled up in Deborah's mouth and bloated her cheeks until her mouth could no longer hold anymore. Sam's cock kept right on firing off those nuggets so hard that the force of their expulsion made his cock head pop out of his mother's mouth to dump the rest of the fat reeking clumps of boy sperm all over her pretty face and in her hair. His cock flexed a few more times and burped up a slowly oozing gout of hot lumpy jism onto her beautiful features, then he collapsed back onto the couch and his dick flopped off her face to slap against his thigh.

Deborah noisily chewed on a mouthful of Sam's gelatinous cum curds while plenty of the thick reeking sludge lazily oozed down her face to plop onto her fat titties, sliding down between her pale breasts to pile up and molder in her expansive cleavage.

Chlorp, chlurmp, schlorp, chlomp!

When it came to scarfing down her prepubescent son's pungent nut jelly, Deborah had given up any sense of propriety or shame. Though any sort of "treatment" beyond servicing Sam with her hands and mouth was still further than the hungry mother was willing to go (for now, at least), she'd lost her will to try and hide or suppress her craving for - and enjoyment of - Sam's copious ejaculations. There was no point in pretending or hiding what she and Sam already knew: Deborah was a complete fucking cum pig for his ball babies.

"Sorry my cummies are so thick, mommy," Sam said as he watched his mother gobble up his nut wads.

"Yur durn't nurd tur arpurlagurz, burby," Deborah mumbled through a mouthful of Sam's thick jiggling jelly babies. She chewed for a few moments more, then when she tried to gulp down his thick pungent seed she faltered for a moment, gagging a little as she tried to force down the densest cum nuggets she'd milked from his nuts in a long time.

Chlurk, chlork, chlarp, chlur-UUURKK!

She winced and her eyes began watering as she felt multiple massive curds of Sam's nut jelly get caught in her throat, glomming together into one lumpy mass. After a few seconds she was able to swallow it down, actually feeling the huge compacted jelly egg as it slowly slid down her throat and plopped into her stomach with an audible BLORP!

Her cheeks and eyes bulged as she tried and failed to hold back the inevitable, then her mouth opened to let out a loud reverberating belch. She blushed and looked away. "Excuse me," she said meekly, then she started scooping up the huge gummy wads of Sam's sperm jelly from her face and stuffing them into her mouth, chewing and swallowing them down as well. She smiled up at Sam from between his thighs. "I love chewing and swallowing your fat loads, sweetie. Even when they're thick and chewy as gummy bears."

Sam's cock pulsed and his cock head drooled more of the dense coagulated sperm wads onto his inner thigh. The sight of his mommy gobbling up his jism and talking about it like that always made his cock respond. Deborah cooed happily as she watched his donkey dick burp up more cum wads. She leaned in and pursed her lips, pressing them against her son's smooth, hairless inner thigh, then began noisily slurping up all the sperm that had drooled from his cock head. When she'd vacuumed it all up and swallowed it, she planted her lips on the tip of his cock head and started slowly slurping and sucking on his dickhole, moaning each time it burped up another fat wad of boy spunk for her to gobble up.

"D-do you think you m-milked out enough?" Sam asked, biting his lip and shivering as his loving mommy slobbered all over his cock head and sucked the last dregs of his latest load from his winking cum slit.

Deborah pulled her mommy slut mouth from his cock head and looked up at him, a long thick cord of sperm running from his dickhole to her pursed lips. She slurped up the cum worm and swallowed it down, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, then smiled up at him. "I think so baby, but I'm not sure. How do your balls feel?" Deborah gently lifted her son's fat nuts, feeling how heavy they were, wondering how much sperm was still left inside them. Sam's hefty balls gurgled in her hand and she chuckled, shaking her head.

"I think… I think I might need to shoot some more, mommy," Sam said, blushing and looking away. Deborah practically had hearts in her eyes as she swooned over her adorable son. She could hardly stand how cute he was! Even when he had his own personal mommy suck machine who was willing to chug so much of his hot blasting sperm that she should probably have her stomach pumped, he was still just as sweet and loving as ever about needing to further drain his ever-productive nuts.

"You don't need to be shy, sweetie," she said, lovingly rubbing his thigh which was still slick with her spit but utterly devoid of sperm because she'd literally slurped up every drop. "Remember, the doctor said you need to shoot lots and lots! Besides, I don't mind helping you at all. I… well, you know how much mommy… loves your nasty nut jelly." Now it was Deborah's turn to look away and blush. Though she'd come a long way from not being able to talk about sexual things at all with her son, she was still getting used to telling him exactly how much she enjoyed gobbling up his enormous loads. Sam obviously enjoyed hearing her talk like that because his semi-hard donkey dick pulsed and got a little fatter.

"Can you… suck it some more, mommy?" Sam asked, giving her those irresistible puppy dog eyes.

"Of course I'll keep sucking it, baby! Make sure to shoot another big, fat, nasty load for mommy, okay? I wanna make sure you nut as much as possible before… well, you know…" she said, her voice trailing off.

Sam paused for a moment, thinking about what his mother was referring to, but not directly saying. "I'm kinda scared, mommy," he said pensively.

Deborah took a deep breath and let it out. "Honey, you don't need to be afraid. It's only one week, okay? Just… make sure you shoot as much as you can whenever you're alone, and make sure you hide it from her! I know you're a special boy and that you can't help how big your cock is or how much hot stinky jism you need to shoot." Deborah paused to lick her lips in anticipation of gobbling up his next load, then shook her head to clear her thoughts for a moment. "I don't know how she'll react if she finds out, so to avoid that entirely… just make sure to blow your loads somewhere she won't find them, okay?"

"Is she gonna get mad at me?"

"Sweetie, no. I don't think she's ever been mad at you, not even once. But… I don't think your Nana would understand. It's best to just… keep it hidden from her."

Deborah felt fairly confident that her mother - Cynthia, Sam's Nana - wouldn't get upset with him, but… what the fuck would she do? Deborah's only son, her perfect baby boy, was about to go spend an entire week at her mother's house, but Deborah knew he couldn't even go a few hours without needing to shoot one of his gigantic loads. How would Cynthia react if she found out her eight year old grandson was hauling around a fucking meat hose of a cock and repeatedly blasted loads big enough to impregnate the whole town?

Questions like these were what had made Deborah keep her mother at bay with a never ending supply of excuses as to why she couldn't come visit her grandson, or why little Sam couldn't come stay with her. After telling her domineering mother that Sam had a toothache, was running a fever, had too much homework, was too busy with baseball practice, or any number of other excuses, the strong-willed grandmother had only become more insistent. Though she was never anything but sweet, loving, and doting when it came to her grandson, Cynthia was pushy, demanding, and overbearing with Deborah. The elder matriarch's patience had finally run out. Yesterday Cynthia had called Deborah and told her - not asked, told her - that she would be coming over to pick up Sam on Saturday, and she'd be taking him to stay at her house for a week. Deborah tried to plead with her, but her mother cut her off. She concluded the conversation by saying "I'll be there at ten AM sharp, and Sam better be ready to leave as soon as I arrive. Do not test me, child." She hung up before Deborah could even respond.

So that's how on this Saturday morning Deborah found herself on her knees planting her ruby red lips around her son's engorged cock head, attempting to milk out as much of his sperm as possible before his Nana came to pick him up.

Deborah leaned down and sucked Sam's cock head back into her mouth, rhythmically slurping on it and making it get fatter and thicker until his meaty schlong was fully hard again. She slobbered and sucked all over his bloated mushroom tip as it spurted big jets of precum into her suckling mouth, expertly stimulating her boy's sensitive tip. Sam responded with cute little whimpers and moans, then put his hand on her head while she slobbed his knob.

"K-keep sucking, mommy!" he said, biting his lip.

Deborah swooned again as she happily obliged, using her mouth as a cock-milking machine for her baby boy. She eagerly anticipated the next load that she could already hear gurgling in his nuts. After such a huge multi-course breakfast, she'd definitely be skipping lunch today.

When Sam's Nana came to pick him up there was obviously tension between her and his mom. He watched both of them as they chatted a bit. Nana seemed calm but chilly, while his mommy looked quite nervous. She kept looking over at him and furrowing her brow, then looking back at his Nana. They were talking in hushed tones while Sam sat on the couch a few feet away. He couldn't make out what they were saying, but it seemed like his mom was trying one last time to persuade Nana to not take him for the week. Sam knew his mom had good reason to worry because he was worried himself. How would he go a whole week without his big problem getting in the way and upsetting his Nana?

As he watched them talk, he soon found his mind drifting away from his worries as his eyes traveled over both their bodies. Seeing his Mom and Nana standing next to each other like this really helped to accentuate their differences, as well as their similarities. His fifty six year old grandmother had wavy salt and pepper hair that came down a little past her shoulders when she wore it down, though at the moment it was up in a neat bun on the back of her head. Her face carried a timeless beauty that was only accentuated and further refined by the few delicate wrinkles around her eyes and mouth. It was as if time had only served to further carve her statuesque features into an even purer form of severe beauty. Her stoic expression was contrasted by the clearly anxious expression on his mother's face, making Sam once again wonder why his Nana always seemed so much colder toward his mom than she ever did with him.

That train of thought quickly dissolved as his eyes returned to Nana's plump curvy body. It was quite clear where his mother got her proportions because his Nana was fucking stacked! In the past few months Sam had taken more notice of just how curvaceous his mom was: her large G cup breasts, her soft but moderately sized tummy, her wide hips, thick thighs, and of course her big fat ass. However, Sam hadn't seen his Nana since his "big problem" had begun and he realized now he'd never paid attention to the fact that her assets were even larger than his mother's! The elder Peters matron had absolutely massive breasts that would test the limits of a K-cup bra, an equally soft but noticeably plumper tummy, extremely wide hips that had taken on more weight over the years and looked like they had a good six or seven inches over his mother's already sizable hips, incredibly thick thighs that were almost double the size of his mother's, and all of this was topped off by her absolutely gargantuan fat ass with two huge doughy cheeks that dwarfed his mother's already impressively big booty. Her jaw-dropping features were brought into sharper relief by the skin-tight capris she was wearing that were stretched to their limit to contain her tree-trunk thighs and enormous clap cakes, as well as her form-fitting button-up blouse that was equally overburdened by her huge Nana milk jugs.

Sam felt his nuts hitch a little and was suddenly very thankful his mom had spent hours that morning draining his balls until he couldn't shoot any more loads. If she hadn't put that work in he was certain his hyperactive cum factories would be audibly gurgling at the sight of his incredibly voluptuous Nana.

Finally the two women finished talking, and based on Deborah's look of resignation Sam could tell his Nana had won whatever quiet argument they'd been having. Cynthia walked over and smiled down at him.

"You ready to go, little man?" she asked sweetly. Sam nodded and hopped off the couch. He picked up his backpack and shouldered it, then lifted his overnight bag with both hands.

"I'm ready, Nana."

"Good boy. I'll walk you to the car." She crossed to the front door and opened it for him, stepping aside to let him walk through the doorway. Sam walked outside, heading toward Cynthia's car. She turned and looked back at Deborah, her eyes moving to her daughter's sperm-bloated belly, then meeting her gaze again. "You're gaining weight, dear. Maybe hold off on the sweets."

Deborah's face flushed and she grit her teeth. Why must her mother always find something to criticize her about? "I'm fine, mom. I just had a … big breakfast." Deborah's blush intensified as she vividly recalled the multiple helpings of the hot gooey breakfast she'd milked out of Sam's ballbag.

"Alright, dear," Cynthia said, obviously not convinced, "I'll call you if I need anything, but I'm sure we'll be fine. Enjoy having the house to yourself!"

She exited and closed the door behind her, leaving Deborah to begin her week of fretting over her sweet boy and his enormous problem. She sighed and said quietly to no one in particular "Please don't let him have an accident. Please please please."

"Welcome to your home for the next week, little man!" Cynthia said to Sam, closing the front door behind her. As she led him through the foyer and into the cozy living room, Sam's eyes stayed locked on his Nana's big fat ass cheeks the whole time, watching the way they wobbled and rubbed together. In the living room he set down his overnight bag and backpack next to the couch.

"Thanks, Nana. And thank you for letting me stay with you."

"Of course, sweetie! I've missed seeing my grandbaby! I'm so happy we get to spend a whole week together. Speaking of which, let's get something straight right from the start."

Sam felt his heart skip a beat. Oh no, was she going to get stern with him? He'd often wondered why his mom seemed somewhat afraid of Nana. Was he about to find out why?

She walked over to him and bent down at the hip, bringing her face down to his level. This also meant her huge breasts were hanging down right in front of him, the dipping neckline of her blouse giving him a perfect view of her deep pale cleavage. Sam swallowed hard and met his Nana's eyes, determined not to look at her huge boobies. To his surprise, she didn't look stern, she looked… happy!

"Now I know your mommy has lots of rules you gotta follow and things you 'shouldn't do', but I want you to know that while you're staying with me, none of those rules apply. At Nana's house there are absolutely no rules and you can do literally anything you want, okay?"

For some reason instead of this calming Sam it actually made his heart rate increase slightly. No rules?

"O-oh. Anything?" he asked timidly. Cynthia chuckled.

"Yes, little man. Literally anything. Grandmas are supposed to spoil their grandsons, and I haven't had the chance to spoil you in a while, so we're gonna make up for lost time. Anything you want to do, you just say the word and I'll make it happen. In fact, you don't even have to say the word, you can just do whatever your little heart desires. I promise you won't get in trouble this entire week, no matter what you do."

"But what if I… misbehave?" Sam asked, not able to fully comprehend the idea of 'absolutely no rules'.

"Oh my gosh aren't you the cutest!" Cynthia cooed, pinching Sam's cheek. "Honey, I know what a good boy you are. You don't misbehave. Maybe you do things that your mommy considers 'misbehaving'," she said, making a dismissive gesture, "but to me you're my perfect little angel and there's nothing you could do to 'misbehave' while you're here, okay? I promise, little man. There are very few limits to what I'll put up with, and I know you won't even come close to hitting them. In fact, some of the boys I've babysat have found out just how limitless I can be. I think it's about time you enjoyed the same treatment. How does that sound, cutie pie?"

Sam's tension eased and he smiled sweetly at his Nana, blushing a little at her kind words. "Thank you, Nana. You're so nice to me."

Cynthia grinned. "Of course, baby boy." She picked up his overnight bag and stood up. "Now, I'm gonna go put your clothes away in the guest bedroom. You make yourself comfortable and I'll be down in a few to make you some lunch, alright?" She leaned down and kissed Sam on the forehead, making him smile and blush. Sam couldn't help but watch as she ascended the stairs, his eyes fixated on her huge wobbling ass.

This was going to be a challenging week.

A few minutes later Cynthia came back downstairs to find Sam sitting on the couch watching cartoons, his little legs hanging over the edge of the couch as he watched the characters on screen getting into some predicament or other. Cynthia's heart swelled and she swooned a little. Her grandson was just so precious! She couldn't be happier to have him spending this time with her. She was determined to spoil him as much as she possibly could.

She walked over to where he was sitting and smiled down at him. "Sweetie? Do you know why your mommy didn't pack you any underwear for the week?"

He looked up at her, confused. "What? I thought she did. She said she double-checked all the clothes she packed for me."

She furrowed her brow. "Hmm, that's odd. I guess she just forgot. I put all your clothes away in the dresser and there's not a single pair of underwear."

Sam started to get nervous, contemplating what that would mean for his incredibly musky cock and balls. "Should I call her and see if she can bring me some?" he asked, good responsible boy that he was.

Cynthia grinned. "Oh, I wouldn't worry about it, honey. Just something I noticed. Besides, don't you like wearing the same pair of underwear and not having to change it? I remember your mom saying she struggled to get you to put on fresh ones."

"I mean, it is kinda comfortable to keep wearing em'," Sam said, looking away shyly.

"Well that settles it, then! Like I said, there are no rules at Nana's house, so I'm not gonna make you put on clean underwear every day. If you wanna keep right on wearing the ones you've got on right now, that's perfectly alright with me! I want you to be as comfortable as possible."

"But won't I get… smelly?" Sam asked tentatively.

Cynthia laughed and shook her head. "You don't need to worry about that, honey. I'm sure you'll be just fine. Besides, I've babysat plenty of boys of many different ages over the years. I'm quite used to the way boys smell. It doesn't bother me one bit."

"Oh, okay. I guess that's fine, then." He was still a little apprehensive of how she might react if she got a whiff of his schlong and ballsack, but he decided to take her at her word.

"Alright, little man. You hungry?"

"I am, Nana!"

"Good, cause I'm gonna whip up something tasty for you. Anything in particular you want? Remember, your mommy's not around, so she can't tell you 'no' if you wanna eat something you're not normally allowed to have for lunch." Cynthia grinned and winked at him.

Sam smiled back at her. "Can I have… smores?" he asked, testing the waters just a little.

"Now you're getting it! Of course you can, baby! You can have anything you want. Also, here, let me get you some coloring books for you to have fun with, then I'll go make you some smores. Let's see, I think they're under coffee table. Here, let me scoot by you."

The coffee table had a shelf under it that Cynthia used for storage. She walked over and sidestepped between Sam and the coffee table, her big booty hovering only a couple feet in front of his face. Then his Nana got down on her hands and knees right in front of him to look under the coffee table, causing him to have to spread his legs to give her room. This meant her enormous ass was up in the air, swaying back and forth a short distance in front of his spread open thighs as she dug around in search of the coloring books.

"Hmmm, I know I put em' under here," she said, her voice muffled from having her head partially under the table.

Sam gulped and continued staring wide-eyed at his Nana's massive dump truck ass. He spread his legs even further to give her room because she was so close to him now, her ass mere inches away from his crotch. He bit his lip as he felt his cock starting to swell in his shorts. This was bad. Really bad! He hadn't even been here an hour and already his Nana was unwittingly causing his big problem to grow even bigger. As if she somehow heard his thoughts, she actually started slowly moving her ass back towards him! Sam began sweating as that huge juicy booty just inched closer and closer until her cheeks actually smushed down onto his crotch and fucking enveloped his bulge!

"Oh!" she gasped, "Sorry, sweetie. Didn't mean to push against your leg like that," she said, apparently thinking the folded over and slowly fattening cock in his shorts was actually his knee or something. As if trying to feel it out with her ass, Sam felt her big juicy cheeks squeeze together around his cock shaft a couple times. He grit his teeth as he felt his dick flex and press deeper between those fat Nana cakes.

"Th-that's okay, N-Nana. Did you - HNNH!"

GLLOORRKKK!

Sam's nuts gurgled audibly and he started panicking a little.

"D-did you f-find what you were looking f-for?"

"I sure did, honey!" she responded, apparently unfazed by his stammering or the sounds coming from his eager balls, "I just gotta get back up. My body isn't what it used to be. Here, let me just scoot back a bit…"

She pushed back against his cock even harder, her gigantic ass smothering almost his entire lower body as she tried to get out from under the coffee table. Sam was entranced by the intoxicating squishiness of her gigantic butt pressing against him, as well as the intense body heat radiating off it. She began wiggling her huge rump back and forth, causing his throbbing pulsing package to grind deep into the hot squeezing grip of her big doughy cheeks. Sam's cock was steadily growing larger as his incredibly voluptuous Nana unknowingly grinded her bountiful booty on his underage meat hose.

GLLUUURRRGLLEE!

Though his mom had thoroughly drained his nuts multiple times that morning, this kind of treatment from his fat-assed Nana was quickly brewing up more hot clumpy jism in his overactive balls. Sam could feel those fat swimmers pooling and wriggling and sloshing around in his heavy nuts. Finally she pulled her head out from under the coffee table and leaned back against him, her full weight on his lap, her big squishy cheeks smothering his package.

She giggled softly and blushed. "Sorry, baby. Didn't mean to sit on you like that." Cynthia stood up and set the coloring book and crayons down on the coffee table, then headed into the kitchen.

Sam let out a sigh of relief, though at the same time his cock spurted a jet of precum - at least he hoped it was only precum - up under his fat gurgling balls. If she'd continued for a few more moments he might have blasted right in his shorts! He would have to be much more careful from now on! There was no way Sam wanted to risk his Nana finding out about his big, stinky, sperm-blasting cock. What would she think of him? The thought terrified him!

A few minutes later Cynthia returned with a plate of freshly made smores to find Sam sitting on the floor, coloring one of the pages of the coloring book, a few crayons scattered around him. She leaned over to hand him his sugary lunch. Sam's eyes grew wide as she apparently inadvertently showed off her big heavy titties in the process, hanging down right in front of his face, and he felt a pang of shame at how his eyes fixated on her deep cleavage. Here she was being extra nice to him, and he was returning the favor by staring at her huge heaving milk jugs. He tore his eyes off them and accepted the plate of smores.

"Thank you, Nana." He took a big bite of one of the gooey marshmallow, chocolate, and graham cracker sandwiches, munching on it happily.

She smiled warmly. "You're very welcome, little man." She fanned her face with her hand and wiped some sweat from her brow. "By the way, I forgot to tell you honey, my AC is on the fritz, so I'm afraid it's gonna be pretty hot this week. I hope that's okay."

"Sure, Nana. I don't mind," Sam said between mouthfuls.

"Good, sweetie. Speaking of which, when you're done eating, do you wanna swim with me?"

Sam's Nana had a really nice in-ground pool in her backyard, and whenever Sam would come visit he always enjoyed swimming in it. His eyes lit up when she offered that. "Yeah, Nana! That sounds like fun!"

"Yay!" She hopped up and down a couple times and clapped her hands, making her enormous breasts jiggle. "I'm gonna go change into my swimsuit and head out there. You just come on out whenever you're ready, okay?" She reached down and mussed up his hair, making him giggle.

"Okay, Nana," he said, then went back to munching his smores as she went to her room to change.

After Sam finished his decadent lunch, he went to his room and got undressed. He pulled down his shorts and underwear and let out a sigh of relief as his huge cock and heavy balls flopped out to slap against his thigh. It really was uncomfortable to keep his massive equipment contained in pretty much any pair of pants or shorts, but the discomfort was necessary to keep people like his Nana from seeing his boy meat. He enjoyed the freeing sensation of being completely nude for a few moments while he dug around in the dresser and pulled out his swim trunks. He stepped into them, being careful to fold over his cock with one hand while pulling up the waistband with the other. He cinched the drawstring tight to keep it from sliding down, though honestly his cock and balls were so massive that probably wouldn't happen. Nonetheless, he didn't want to take a chance of his big meaty cock flopping out in front of his Nana.

He walked downstairs and out the back door. There was a tall fence stretching around the perimeter of his Nana's large backyard, with a few trees growing within the fence wall toward the far end, offering plenty of shade there. The pool however was only a very short walk from the back door, fully exposed to the hot midday sun. Sam shielded his eyes as his vision adjusted to the brightness, which also meant he didn't see his Nana clearly until he'd walked right up to the pool and was standing next to the lounge chair she was lying on.

"Oh there you are, honey," he heard his Nana say, then he lowered his hand from his face, squinting against the sun for a moment before fully opening his eyes. What he saw made his eyes open even wider and his jaw dropped.

His Nana was lying on her back with her long wavy gray hair spilling over the sides of the lounge chair under where her head was resting. She was wearing a big floppy hat and sunglasses, as well as a bright blue and gold colored string bikini that was so skimpy that Sam's brain couldn't figure out how it was even staying on her sweat-slick body!

Her enormous breasts looked even more massive in the tiny bikini. Both of them were spread out on her chest and spilling over the side of her torso somewhat, though they were held relatively in place by the overburdened gold-colored strings of her top. Her nipples were mostly covered by the small blue triangles of fabric, but a not inconsiderable amount of the edges of her huge, dark areolas were peeking out around them. This also meant that the rest of her gigantic mammaries were fully visible, huge wobbly tits that sagged a little with her age, but that hint of sag served only to make them look even more pleasantly plump and juicy. The pale skin of her breasts was coated in a sheen of sweat that sparkled when the sun caught the droplets at the right angle. Sam could even see a few faint blue veins barely visible under her skin, further accentuating how gravid and heavy her titties were. With the colorful bikini top hiding almost nothing of her upper body, and with her hands clasped behind her head, Sam could also see his Nana's hairy underarms, her dark pit hair slightly matted with sweat.

 Sam's eyes moved down to her soft pudgy belly that was fully bared, his Nana unabashedly showing off a feature that many women were ashamed of, but she was completely comfortable with and Sam was very interested in seeing as well. As his eyes traveled further down he got an even bigger shock when they met her bikini bottoms! Not only were they incredibly small, merely a tiny triangular patch of blue material framed in gold piping and barely held in place by cords of the same color, but that tiny triangle was also insanely low slung, only barely covering her puffy camel toe! It was so low that it was exposing the top of his Nana's dark, furry bush! Her pubic hair was slightly matted with perspiration like her armpit hair, except her bush was obviously denser than her underarm hair, and all that hair made it look a little more unruly in all its furry glory. Sam had never seen a woman's pubic hair before, and the sight made his pulse start pounding in his ears, and his cock started twitching and engorging in his swim trunks. To make matters worse, she had one thick leg bent at the knee with her foot flat on the lounge chair, her other leg stretched out. This gave Sam a big eyeful of not only her ultra-thick thighs, but also a glimpse at the enticing place where the bottoms of her ass cheeks were squeezed together, her gold g-string disappearing between them.

All of this was only intensified by the subtle but definitely noticeable musk wafting off his Nana's exposed, sweat-shimmering body. Sam recognized some of that heady scent as his Nana's underarm odor, and he'd never thought anything of it before, but for some reason now it smelled intoxicating! He felt his stomach flutter as he realized there was anothermusk he was smelling, one he hadn't smelled from her before, but had come to enjoy when he smelled it on his mommy. Sometimes when his mom seemed really happy about sucking his cock and swallowing his cum, she'd squirt clear pee all between her thighs and under her. That was the second scent he was breathing in, the smell of whatever those two puffy lips were that the tiny crotch of his Nana's bikini bottoms were clinging so tightly to. The scent of whatever was between a woman's legs, something a boy his age often thought about, but he had never seen uncovered.

It took Sam some time to realize that he'd actually been standing there just fucking staring at his Nana's semi-nude body. So many lewd juicy features being on display like this had short-circuited his brain and made him completely forget where he was or what he was doing. All he could think about was the veritable buffet of thick Nana curves and crevices laid out before him. Cynthia just grinned as he stared, not even trying to move or adjust herself, not saying a word, just letting him take it in. She was a patient woman, but after about thirty solid seconds of this she spoke again.

"Sorry if my swimsuit's a bit too small, honey. Your Nana has put on some weight these past couple months. I swear, everything I eat just goes straight to my hips, thighs, and butt. Well, now that I think of it… I suppose plenty went to my belly and boobs too," she said, laughing casually as if she were completely unaware how much of her body she was exposing to her grandson and the effect it was having on him. She seemed utterly at ease, as if it were completely normal to be showing her grandson a couple inches of her bush and the edges of her dark areolas.

Sam didn't even know what to say, he just mumbled "I, uh…. I don't…."

"Say, I'm glad you're here," his Nana interrupted, "I need your help. I put on sunscreen almost everywhere, but I can't reach my back." As Sam stood there dumbfounded, Cynthia picked up the sunscreen bottle next to her lounge chair and handed it to him, then she just casually rolled over, her gigantic breasts wobbling and then plapping against the lounge chair as she rotated. She kept rolling over until she was lying on her stomach, the sides of her huge tits bulging out from under her torso as they were smushed against the chair. A soft pitiful whimper escaped Sam's lips as his Nana presented her gigantic sweaty ass cheeks to him, the gold-colored string of her bikini bottoms disappearing between the tops of those huge dimpled hillocks of ass flesh, completely swallowed up by them. There was only a tiny blue triangle of material towards the top of her ass crack, but it only made the sight more lewd because it didn't fully cover the cleft of her cheeks and a couple inches of her ass crack peeked out from behind it. "Can you get my back for me, baby boy?" she asked, actually wiggling her ass a little, making those fat cheeks of hers wobble and sway.

Sam's cock lurched in his swim trunks, still folded over but getting steadily larger and more engorged by the minute. He furrowed his brow, his cute features scrunching slightly into a look of pure boyish determination. He would be a good boyfor his Nana! He wouldn't be naughty or think naughty things. He would behave himself!

"S-sure, Nana," Sam stammered while actively fighting the urge to put his face between her cheeks. He uncapped the sunscreen and squirted a haphazard curving line of the white cream down his Nana's back, making sure to stop well before it reached her fat ass cheeks. Apparently she was having none of that.

"Oh, can you get my butt, too? It's not fun to sit on a sunburned tushy, ya know?"

Sam swallowed hard. Did his Nana truly not realize that, because she had such a huge fat ass and so much of it was exposed to him, it was inherently naughty for him to squirt the creamy white sunscreen on her wobbling cheeks? He could only conclude that she had no idea. This was followed immediately by the realization that if he acted weird about it that would mean he was the one being naughty.

"O-okay, Nana," he said, breathing heavily. He aimed the sunscreen at her massive booty and spurted a big, fat, zig-zagging cord of the white cream back and forth over her gargantuan ass. She gasped, her butt cheeks squeezing together and relaxing a couple times, making them wobble like crazy again.

"That tickles!" she said, looking over her shoulder and giggling, her tittering only perpetuating the jiggling of her cheeks.

"Oh gosh! I'm sorry Nana!" Sam said sincerely, afraid he'd done something wrong.

She just laughed again in response. "Baby, it's fine, I was just surprised by how hard you spurted on my butt. I don't mind, little man. You can shoot as much as you like all over my cheeks." She grinned and squeezed her ass cheeks together a few more times.

Sam felt like he was being intentionally tested, as if this were a moral challenge that the universe or god or whoever was inflicting upon him. Obviously his Nana was a sweet and loving woman who would be appalled by the kind of dirty thoughts springing unbidden into Sam's mind right now. She just needed help putting on sunscreen so her skin didn't burn, and here he was taking everything she said as some kind of naughty suggestion, like the kinds Dr. Chakowski was prone to make. He felt a pang of shame for being such a bad boy, even if his Nana didn't know the dirty nature of his thoughts. He just hoped his cock would stop growing from its already half-hard state and that she wouldn't notice how much his swim trunks bulgedwith the size and mass of his package.

"Um, sweetie? You're just standing there. Can you rub it in for me?"

"Yes, Nana!" Sam said, shaking himself from his horny trance. He set down the sunscreen next to the lounge chair and moved to his Nana's side, then placed his small hands on her back and started apprehensively smearing the white cream over her sweaty skin. She closed her eyes and sighed happily, and Sam did everything he could to avoid looking at her gargantuan Nana cakes. He focused solely on working the sunscreen into her upper and mid back, his hands always staying at least a few inches away from the string of her bikini top. However, it seemed she would be having none of that, either.

"Oh, here." She casually reached behind her and pulled the loose end of the knot holding her top together. The bikini strings fell to either side, her back now completely bare along with plenty of side-boob bulging out under her.

Sam was practically panting now as he laser focused on her back. He forced himself to not look at the sides of her huge bulging boobies, nor those two fat wobbling Nana cheeks still so close to him, but despite his best efforts he still saw plenty of both in his peripheral vision. He rubbed the sunscreen all over his Nana's mid back, then he stood up straight.

"Okay Nana, I'm done," he blurted out. He stepped back and eyed the pool, wondering if jumping in right now would be the best way to hide his still-growing bulge.

"Ah ah ah!" Cynthia said, wagging a finger without looking behind her. She reached back and slapped her own ass, sending a jiggling ripple through both cheeks and making the big criss-crossing rope of sunscreen wobble atop them as well. "Did you forget my big ol' butt?"

Sam thought he was going to cry. Was his Nana trying to make his big stinky cock get even bigger and stinkier? Did she want him to start pissing precum into his trunks? He felt a creeping panic beginning to bloom within him. Then he started thinking about how selfish he was being, and that helped keep the panic at bay. His Nana genuinely needed his help so she didn't burn, so she wouldn't be in actual physical pain, and he was such a bad boy that he was more worried about how hefelt rather than thinking of her needs. Hadn't she always been incredibly loving, kind, and generous towards him? It was the least he could do to help apply a little sunscreen.

"Oh uh, yeah. I guess I did." Sam steeled himself against what he was about to do. He looked down at his Nana's expansive fat ass that he'd spurted sunscreen all over, and took a deep breath. Using all his willpower to focus on the task at hand, he placed his little hands on his Nana's gigantic ass cheeks and started rubbing and smearing the white cream all over them.

"Mmmmmm, just like that, honey," she cooed, eyes still closed, "Really get it in there, don't be shy. Thank you so much for doing this, by the way. You're so good to your Nana."

"Y-you're welcome, N-Nana," he stammered, heart beating out of his chest as he continued working the sunscreen into her ass flesh, his little kid hands sinking into her huge doughy cheeks. She had so much ass that he felt like his hands were about to disappear into those massive Nana cakes! Now that he was so close to her ass, so focused on it, he also couldn't help but notice how much more cellulite she had in her cheeks than his mommy did. The same went for her fat jiggly thighs. Sam didn't know why, but for some reason it made her entire lower body even more appealing.

 "Make sure you get everywhere, baby," she said, then arched her back, causing her cheeks to spread apart just enough for Sam to see her g-string barely peeking out from between them. He also saw something else he wasn't prepared for. Though he didn't have a clear view of it from this angle and her ass wasn't fully spread enough for him to see more, Sam could see just a hint of the edges of her asshole. For a split second he wasn't sure what he was looking at because he could only barely make out the slight impression between her cheeks and thought it looked slightly darker than the surrounding skin, but then it seemed to contract and expand a little and Sam realized his Nana's butthole was winking underneath that little string, like a little mouth silently blowing kisses at him.

That was it, he couldn't take anymore. If he stayed out here, with his Nana's big wobbling booty cheeks spreading open in front of his face, he didn't know what he was going to do, but he knew it would be very bad!

"NANA I HAVE TO PEE!" Sam blurted out, his voice shaky. Then he turned and ran full speed back toward the house, sprinting with all his might, his fight-or-flight response finally landing firmly on the side of flight. He had to get out of there! He practically jumped up the steps to the backdoor, then dashed inside, slamming the door behind him.

On the lounge chair, Cynthia just sighed and shook her head. Then she lifted her ass higher in the air so her cheeks spread fully open, and reached behind her to rub in as much of the sunscreen on her ass as she could. Because her ass was so fat, she was only able to partially complete the job. That's why she'd needed Sam's help.

"Oh well," she said out loud, lowering herself back onto her stomach. She crossed her arms under her head and settled into the lounge chair, getting comfortable for a nice nap in the midday sun. "Maybe later, big boy," she mumbled to herself, then drifted off into a peaceful sleep.