Noriko could remember the first time she put her scheming little hands on her even littler grandson. Like it was only yesterday; she could recall the thrill she felt in the moment, and the overwhelming lust that gripped her for the entire weekend that she'd been left to take care of her daughter's sweet, innocent little boy.
The circumstances of their meeting were, of course, also of her own doing. Noriko would never call herself manipulative; that felt just plain wrong. No, it was more that she felt it necessary to take the reins now and then, that was all.
Her family seemed meeker than most, much to her displeasure, but that didn't mean that Noriko had to be the same. So what if she was a woman what knew what she wanted? So what if she knew how to take what was rightfully hers? Perhaps it was someone's fault, but it surely wasn't hers.
Nor was it her fault that her daughter was so spiteful and so harrowing to deal with. She'd made claims of "gaslighting" (whatever the hell that was) and "emotional manipulation" (surely not!) and other such grievances. Really, it was all so tiresome. Noriko had dealt with that flighty girl for far too long; had given her so much, and this was how the brat repaid her? Plus—and this was key in Noriko's eyes—she gave birth to the girl. The fact she refrained from so much as returning any one of her phone calls was a real kick where the sun didn't shine.
One would be forgiven for expecting Noriko to hold a grudge against her daughter, who had always done the same.
However, the truth of the matter was that Noriko cared about her family—sometimes a little too much. In her eyes, she was nothing more than a saint, taking the brunt of her daughter's grudge and abiding by her requests, no matter how unreasonable, no matter how unseemly. And the few times Noriko had requested to see her own grandson had been met with overwhelming opposition by her own daughter; her own flesh and blood!
And yet, Noriko was a woman who knew exactly what she wanted.
And she knew exactly how to get it, too.
She needed only to bide her time…
To make things even more convenient, her daughter's anniversary with her husband was just around the corner. This meant she would spend most, if not all of her time, with hubby dearest. For Noriko, that meant one thing, and one thing only.
I can finally get my hands on that little cutie pie!
Oh, she was giddy with anticipation at the prospect. She couldn't wait to see the boy in the flesh. Her daughter never sent photos, for one reason or another, and so Noriko had to spy on the family's photo album using her social media burner account. It was the best way she could so much as glimpse the visage of her little grandson—a handsome fellow if ever there was one.
Noriko hadn't even realized that she was licking her lips as she clicked through the family's pictures, utterly ignoring her own daughter and her stupid husband to better gaze at the little boy that showed up in every other snapshot.
Then she turned up her "polite pestering" by asking her own daughter if she could look after the boy while the happy young couple enjoyed themselves without restraint. There was no need to shy away from any bars or clubs as long as they didn't have a little boy to worry about, was there?
Noriko surely thought so. In her mind, it made the most sense—and she always thought herself to have a sensible mind. That was why she pestered her own daughter—and her stupid husband—into submission. Message after message after message. She'd wear them down, and they would see reason in due time.
Eventually, after a few tense phone calls, Noriko had succeeded. She'd declared herself the winner; she would see her grandson at last. Her daughter would drop him off at her doorstep and exchange worried goodbyes while glaring at mother dearest. Noriko didn't want her poor little grandson to have the wrong impression. The last thing she wanted was for the boy to be too nervous and uncomfortable. In fact, she wanted to spend the weekend doting on him as much as she could, for as long as she could.
All night long, if she could help it.
Indeed, she remembered the boy's anxiousness as soon as he was left on her doorstep. She remembered the way he looked up at her, bright blue eyes full of uncertainty, as his mother squeezed his hand and told him he'd be staying with grandma for the weekend. Just over the weekend, the woman insisted, giving her own mother a stern look that she'd almost missed. Although, truthfully, Noriko was hardly paying attention to that.
No, instead, Noriko was paying attention to the cutest little boy she'd ever seen in her entire life—young and old. Her daughter's son was a sight to behold, and she had to wonder just how a perfect specimen of a boy came from her own daughter's loins, nevermind the fact that oaf of a husband was involved.
The boy was perfect. Dark hair that wasn't too messy, and blue eyes that seemed to sparkle in the outside light, making him appear downright heavenly with his small, thin frame, and the way he gazed up at his grandmother, as if in reverence to a goddess.
Yes, this was a perfectly normal line of thinking, Noriko would attest. To her, there was simply nothing wrong with this; it made sense that she was attracted to a boy like this, even if it was her own grandson. He was a beautiful boy, and she felt a twinge of excitement firing up in her loins at the knowledge that she would spend all weekend with him, and no one else to bother them.
She couldn't wait to sink her claws into his sweet, supple flesh. She couldn't wait to be his, and for him to be hers.
"Grandma?" the boy spoke, and Noriko was suddenly wrenched her from lascivious thoughts. Indeed, she gave the littlest boy her fullest attention.
"Yes, my dear?" Noriko asked—and the little boy bowed.
"Please take care of me," he said, stammering—and Noriko grinned.
And if her smile had been any wider, her fangs would have been on full display.
"Um… G-Grandma?"
The poor boy's stammer was so adorable, Noriko thought. She understood his nervousness, however. It was well warranted, considering what she'd just asked of him.
"Yes, my boy?" she asked.
"D-do I really have to get naked right now…?"
An impish grin spread across Noriko's face, but it lasted for hardly a second before she cleared her throat and nodded sternly at her very special boy.
"Of course, my dear," she told him. "If you're going to be spending time with your grandma, then you need to shower with her, too. We save water in this house, young man!"
The boy fidgeted in place, unwilling to meet his grandmother's leering gaze. It was clear from his body language that he felt uncomfortable with such a thing, though he would surely get over it in due time—or so Noriko assumed!
"Now come," she told him, and she opened the bathroom door to usher the boy inside. "Let's get ourselves cleaned up. And then I'll make you some hot chocolate! Don't you like the sound of that?"
The boy smiled a little at the promise of such a treat, and if he heard Noriko lock the door behind her when she followed him inside, then he said nothing about it.
"Um," the boy said, stammering, "M-my mom says that I'm a big boy, and that I can take baths all by myself," he added. "S-so… um…"
But Noriko was hardly paying attention to that. Frankly, the less she heard about the boy's mother, the better overall. That woman was a cruel witch, and if she'd just answered her phone calls and let her visit the rest of the family, then perhaps she wouldn't have to be so predatory with her precious baby boy.
Starting with her beige sweater, Noriko began undressing right then and there, her grandson watching in awe as the article came off her body and landed on the floor by his feet. He stared down at the sweater like he never knew it could come off in the first place, and when he looked up at Noriko one more time, he saw that the older woman was kneeling on the ground in front of him.
Her sultry tone was barely above a whisper as she requested the young man to go around her and aid in taking off the pesky bra—but Noriko's grandson had never done such a thing before. He'd never even seen his mother take off her own bra. How was he supposed to help with something like this? And why in the world was he so nervous?
He had no answers to any of these questions. All he could do was gulp anxiously as he walked around his kneeling grandmother, and she giggled cutely as she felt her little lovebird's fingers trail over her freckled, wrinkled skin. Poor boy. She could tell that his fingers were absolutely trembling, and the fact he didn't even know why he was so nervous only made him more charming in Noriko's eyes.
"Go ahead," she cooed. "You can do it, boy… it's not too hard, once you get the hang of it. Go on, use your fingers, boy. Be a good boy now," Noriko breathed. Then she gulped, another shudder passing through her wrinkled frame as she enjoyed the sensation of her grandson's hands moving over her body.
"I… I can't do it," the boy lamented, struggling the clasps that held his grandmother's bra together. The older woman giggled sweetly, for she could definitely remember the last time a gentleman struggled to remove her bra. Somehow, the cutest boys just didn't seem capable of doing it for the first time.
"Try to pinch the clasps together, boy," Noriko urged him. "Go on, you can do it!" She was wholly supportive of him; she wanted him to succeed—in all aspects where her previous lovers have failed.
And to her surprise…
Click!
The boy did it. He'd freed his grandmother's ample bosom from the cloth trap it was ensnared in, and her enormous chest could breathe at last. Truth be told, she was waiting quite a long time for this. Now she could bask in the pleasure of being freed; the breath of fresh air as her shoulders sagged and her bra fell into her open hands.
"Well done!" she praised. "Good boy! Such a good boy!"
"Ah—!" The boy gasped when his grandmother turned around, and he covered his eyes out of pure instinct. It appeared he was still flustered about all of this, yet Noriko knew it would just be a matter of positive reinforcement and iteration before he finally got over it.
She tossed her bra to the side and let her bountiful chest fall free, then, showing off her chest with pride. She was larger than even her own daughter, even after all these years, and the past decade had been kind to Noriko's chest. Her breasts neither sagged nor were of the wrinkled type. Instead, baby blue veins arced outward from her nipples and toward the rest of her gelatinous orbs, appearing like streaks of lightning against her pale, beautiful skin. The boy uncovers his eyes after a few seconds, perhaps to check if the coast was clear.
It assuredly was not—and the boy was treated to a wondrous sight he'd never seen in all his young life. A mature woman's ripe tits; the humongous globes that seemed to spill out from Noriko's bosom, and the boy's jaw dropped with surprise.
"B-big!" he remarked, still clueless. "Why are they so big, grandma…?"
Noriko giggled sweetly and airily. She almost felt like a schoolgirl when such a giggle slipped from those experienced lips of hers. "Well, grandma's always been a big woman," was how she replied to her grandson. "Your grandpa always enjoyed looking at these, and touching them, too. Do you want to touch them too, boy? Do you want to see how they feel in your hands?"
"I… I don't know!" The boy continued to stare, eyes wide and mouth agape. "M-Momma says I should never ever ever look at this… she said it was bad to stare at this. M-Momma said it was not… um… respect full," he added.
Noriko's heart melted at the sound of that. "Aren't you a sweet boy?" she asked, smiling genuinely. "Go ahead, boy," she said, jutting her chest out. "It's okay… Grandma's giving you permission to touch them all you like. It's okay!"
The boy gulped. He fidgeted in place, like he was worried about the unforeseen consequences of doing something like this. Even if his grandmother said it was fine… was it really okay? Could it ever be okay?
He listened to his elders, just as he was told to do, and he stuck his arms out to plant his palms against Noriko's breasts.
The give was much more pronounced than he was expecting! His fingers sank into the soft flesh of the older woman's boobs, causing him to gasp once more and with even more apparent surprise. By now, the boy was blushing beet red. He wasn't expecting to do something like this, of course, and he wondered if anyone was going to find out.
But Noriko would never tell another soul about what she was doing here. No, this was a secret she would take with her to the grave. She felt so devilish corrupting her daughter's son like this; like a nasty little succubus who'd become much riper in her old age.
He's so precious… I could just eat him up, Noriko thought. My daughter doesn't know how good she has it…!
"Do you like the way they look?" Noriko asked, and she was delighted to see the boy's rapid-fire nodding. The next thing she did was scoot even closer, and she pushed her breasts up in the boy's face. Naturally, he squealed, but it was only in the next minute that he started touching and squeezing her breasts, testing what he could do; what he could get away with.
In truth, Noriko would let him do absolutely anything and everything to her.
And she would spend the rest of the weekend proving just that.
The water in the bathtub was warm enough for entry, and Noriko sighed as she sat at the far edge of the basin. Not too hot, and not too cold. Just right.
"Come on in, my boy. The water's fine," Noriko said, giggling jovially.
The boy gulped and fidgeted once more before getting the rest of his clothes off, and then he joined his grandmother in the tub. This, in and of itself, wasn't particularly new. Sometimes, his mother would join him in the bath, and would wash his back for him.
However, this… this was something else altogether. He didn't know why, exactly, but this was far more exciting than bathing with his mother. Perhaps it was because Noriko had been so tender with him in the short time they'd known each other. The boy could no longer remember why his mother was so hesitant to bring him over in the first place. Grandma was so nice! So kind!
Then she scooped him into her wet arms, and he squealed with surprise. Before he knew it, the boy's back was pressed against Noriko's front; she wrapped her arms around him and held him close to her bosom, and she leaned forward to rest her chin on the boy's head, amused by their close physical contact.
"How is that, my boy?" Noriko asked sweetly. "Do you like that?"
"Y-yes, grandma," the boy said, nodding quickly once more. "Yeah, I like it…"
Noriko licked her lips. She couldn't wait much longer to sink her claws into the boy; to pry him open and fill him with sin. To that end, Noriko reached even further around the boy's body—until her hand sank back beneath the soothing water, and she wrapped her small, slender hand around the boy's prick.
"Ah! G-Grandma!"
The boy whimpered, his face bright red with embarrassment, as his grandmother, a mischievous glint in her eye, continued her antics. She kept touching his tiny cock, moving her hand up and down, back and forth, over and over again. The boy groaned without meaning to, and he felt something strange happen to him. Something that happens occasionally, and yet, something that he still didn't understand one bit.
"Oh my," Noriko whispered. "What's this, boy? Are you hiding something from your sweet old grandma?" she asked, beaming.
"N-no, grandma," the boy whimpered.
"Are you sure?" she asked, a little more sternly this time. "Because I think you're hiding something from me, boy. What's this, hmm? What is grandma touching right now?"
"I-I don't know," the boy stammered, sniffling and confused. "I don't know, grandma…"
"Oh, sure you do, boy," the woman teased. "You know what this is, don't you?"
"N-no…"
"What does your mommy say this is, hmm?" Noriko squeezed the boy's small, hardening cock beneath her fingertips, relishing the sensation of molesting the boy like this. "What is this? Hmm? What did mommy say?"
The boy shuddered in his grandmother's grasp, another gasp escaping from his tiny mouth. "Um," he started, "m-momma says that… um… that's my penis."
"Your penis, that's right!" Noriko kissed the sweet boy's neck, causing him to gasp and shudder with further surprise and pleasure. He still didn't have a clue what was happening to him, or why. All he knew was that his grandmother was touching him somewhere that no one else had ever touched him before—and it felt good. Better than good.
And yet, for a reason the boy couldn't explain, this also felt… wrong, somehow. Like they shouldn't be doing this. But why? If it was really so bad, and if it was really so wrong, then why did it feel so good?
The boy sniffled again, and he fidgeted in Noriko's grasp. This caused the boy to grind his back against Noriko's breasts, his smooth, young frame gliding against the older woman's nipples, and she drew another quick gasp from the sensation.
"Good boy," she praised, "what a good boy you are…"
"Why?" the boy asked innocently. "What did I do?"
"You're letting your grandmother put her hands all over you. That's worth a lot of treats, you know? Do you want a snack when we finish here?"
The boy nodded again, and he spread his thighs without even thinking about it. He stayed quiet while his grandmother continued to play with his little cock, unsure what this was or where it was going.
"It's getting harder," Noriko noted aloud. "Do you know what this is, boy?"
She continued to dote on him like that, moving her hands back and forth over his body, slowly but surely getting her grandson to open up to her. To spread himself for her.
But then Noriko began jerking him off in earnest, and the boy whimpered as his grandmother pumped his tiny dick up and down repeatedly.
This was… pleasurable. This felt… wonderful.
The boy stammered and shifted in his sweet relative's grasp. What was happening? Why was this happening to him? This felt scary. This felt amazing. He couldn't stop shuffling and squirming in his grandmother's grasp; was he being rude?
"I'm so eager to have more fun with you like this, my boy," Noriko whispered to him—but then something happened. Something strange and that she didn't expect, even in her wildest dreams. As she continued to play with her grandson's cock, it became clear that it was growing further and further—to a rather outlandish degree.
"Oh? What have we got here?" she asked, amused with her find. The boy's cock doubled, tripled, then quadrupled in size before long—until it was as large as she remembered her husband's being. Despite the boy's young age, he was a well-hung grower, and the realization had Noriko salivating with interest.
"Goodness me," she remarked, leering as she jerked him off, cherishing the way the boy groaned and whimpered in her embrace. Holding him with one arm, she continued to masturbate him in the tub, the water splashing mixing with the boy's pleasured grunts. "I wonder if that's why your mother didn't want me touching you, boy. This is the biggest penis I've ever seen in all my life! You should be so proud!"
But the boy didn't feel proud. He felt strange, and like something was about to happen. Something monumental he'd never experienced before. It soon became that the boy's cock grew so large that its tip poked out from the surface of the water, the reddened tip of his shaft leaking pre-cum that seemed to vanish once it'd touched the water's surface.
"S-something is happening," the boy warned. "I'm scared—!"
"Let it out, sweetie!" Noriko cooed, flicking the tip of her devilish tongue against the boy's ear. "Let it all out for me—!"
"AAHH—!!"
The boy squirmed and thrashed one last time before he reached his climax, and the first orgasm he'd ever experienced in his life. Straightaway, the tip of his cock burst and spurt out plentiful ropes of hot, gooey cum—blasts that arced in the air and landed over the boy's head, plastering Noriko's beautiful, bountiful breasts.
The sudden heat and wetness on her tits was enough to make Noriko moan, and she panted lewdly as she continued milking the boy for all he could give her. His cock twitched and throbbed in her hand, which had admittedly started to ache by now; she'd done nothing like this in quite some time, after all, and the boy was very well endowed!
"That's it! Aw, look at you go!" Noriko praised, turning up the positive reinforcement while the boy sobbed and shuddered, his cock blasting rope after hot, thick rope of seed over his body and onto Noriko just behind him.
He just keeps cumming and cumming, Noriko thought, wishing with all her heart that some of those globs of pearly white spunk had landed on her mouth and tongue. He's like a stallion… all that prized sperm should be inside me, not on me…!
It wasn't long before the boy was spent, his little bare chest rising and falling with his heavy breathing as Noriko slowed her pumps down to a stop, squeezing the last bit of milk from his perfect, masculine shaft. The boy's eyes were half-closed, heavy with lust and exhaustion; heavy with a feeling he'd never felt in all his young life, yet a feeling he would experience for the rest of his time in Noriko's predatory hands.
He didn't remember what happened after that. All he could remember was Noriko's giggling, and she must have helped him dry off at some point. However, he was in a bed the next thing he knew—a bed that was easily three times the size of his own back home, and it reminded him how much he already missed his bed, and missed his mother.
But she was gone for the weekend. That was what she'd told him. And in her place was a woman who was very sweet, and a little scary.
"Grandma?" he called out—and she came to see him almost immediately. More pressingly, however, was the fact she was still naked when she opened the door, and the boy sat up in bed with a deep blush dashing his precious little cheeks.
"Yes, my boy? Are you rested?" she asked him, and then the boy noticed she had brought hot chocolate with her. His answers were vague, a clear evidence of his fluster and befuddlement, but he took the woman's hot chocolate without protest.
"You're a lot of fun to play with, you know," the old woman told him. "I hope you don't mind if I do something… a little strange, my boy…"
"S-strange?" the boy asked, the word passing over his lips for the first time.
"Drink all that hot chocolate," Noriko told him. "You might feel a little funny—that's normal…"
The boy did as he was told. The last thing he wanted, after all, was to make Noriko upset.
However, he wasn't even halfway finished with his chocolate before his body felt hot—much hotter than it was supposed to. The boy wiped sweat from his brow, but he soon realized that perspiration was the very least of his troubles.
Noriko watched with rapt attention, taking the mug from him and setting it aside, and she watched as the boy leaned back in bed while putting his hands close to his burgeoning crotch.
"It's getting hard again," the boy whimpered, and Noriko helped to get his pajama pants off to expose his tremendous manhood all over again.
"It sure is, my sweet little man," Noriko told him, giggling as she got onto the bed with him. "It's so big, I just want to play with it all day…"
"What is this?" the boy asked innocently. "What is happening to me…?"
"This is a game, my sweet little man. A game that you're going to play with your grandma all weekend," she told him, putting a finger to her lips in a shushing gesture. "But it's a secret game… for boys like you. Don't tell your momma about this game, okay? Pinkie promise me?"
She held her pinkie out just then, and the boy wrapped his tiny one around her bony finger. With that promise done, Noriko felt assured—so much so that she lay on the bed and got the boy's pajamas to his ankles.
She brought her soft lips to the boy's hardening package, watching his pecker transform before her very eyes. Two inches turned to four, four to eight… it was a marvelous transformation, and it wasn't long before the boy was sporting a ten-inch cock; a near impossible delight!
"Goodness me," Noriko cooed, peppering the boy's hard cock with quick and fiery kisses. "I can't believe I have this cock all to myself this weekend…"
"C-cock?" the boy asked—and then he moaned once he felt his grandma's hot tongue glide up and down the length of his penis. He felt scared all over again, but this time, he surrendered himself fully to his grandmother's ministrations. After all, she wouldn't want to hurt him, would she? No, she was his grandmother; a family member. She would never want to see him hurt…
The boy stayed leaning back against the headboard, keeping his thighs spread apart as most he could while Noriko moved her tongue up and down the length of his cock. Then she took the tip of his cock into her mouth, and she bobbed her head up and down while carefully fondling his full, tensing balls.
There must be so much cum backed up in these things, the woman thought, easily remember the immense load that the boy had shot out in the tub. Any woman would be lucky to have a cock like this all to herself. I can't believe how lucky I am…
Even now, the boy's cock was leaking pre-cum amid Noriko's worship. She flicked the tip of her tongue against the boy's urethra, relishing the taste of his pre-cum; of the load he was cooking up just for her.
"Do you like the way I worship your penis?" the woman asked, and the boy nodded eagerly, despite his reservations. "Does momma ever do this for you?"
The boy shook his head this time, and Noriko scoffed.
Of course not. Why would that bitch ever do anything right for her family? I should just whisk this boy away and keep him all to myself. No one else would ever love him like I could.
It was a dangerous thought, yet once it'd wormed its way into Noriko's head, she couldn't seem to free it from her mind. It was all she focused on while she pleased the boy like this, while she sucked the tip of his shaft and carefully massaged his tender, swollen balls. She made sure he was looking at her while she stuck out her tongue to drool all over his massive package, and the boy's blush was one of the most precious things about him.
The way he's looking at me with those big blue eyes of his… I'm going to lose control, Noriko thought. I'm so wet, it's outrageous…
She wondered if she could still have his children. Perhaps it wasn't too late? Still, she wanted to get him addicted to this pleasure foremost. She wanted him to establish some manner of control.
"Do me a favor, my sweet little man, and grab my head. Then push my head down—really hard, okay?" she asked, simplifying the language for him.
"Push your head down?" the boy asked, his lips wobbling into an unsure smile. Still, Noriko hardly had to repeat herself. He was a bright enough boy—he would get the hang of things sooner or later.
The boy put his hands on Noriko's head… and… urged her downward. Slowly, surely, he pushed her head down against his crotch, and he tipped his head back with a loud moan that surprised even himself.
What happened next was almost natural, despite the circumstances. The boy chased that pleasure, pumping his grandmother's head up and down, back and forth, over and over again against his thick and meaty cock. Noriko moaned and gagged around her grandson's cock, using one hand to finger herself while she kept another hand on the boy's thigh for leverage. She was more than happy to let him fuck her throat like this. It wouldn't be the same if she were doing all the work; she had to know he loved this, too!
And now he's pumping so eagerly!
Noriko's eyes went half-closed, heavy with lust as she withstood the boy's frantic face fucking. He humped her throat with zeal, pushing his cock as far down the woman's throat as he could despite their size difference, and his fingers trembled as he grunted and groaned with the utmost pleasure.
"It feels good, grandma!" the boy exclaimed. "It f-feels so good… s-something is about to happen!"
Noriko knew very well what that meant. Her special little boy—scratch that, her special little man was about to cum for her again, and she prepared to take his immense load down her experienced little throat, just as she used to do all those years ago.
However, even all that practice meant nothing in the end. The boy grunted loudly as he let himself go, his cock bursting in his grandmother's mouth, the cum splattering hotly and wetly against the back of the older woman's throat.
She gulped as quickly as she could, but it was all for naught! The boy just kept cumming, and cumming, and cumming. It was a deluge of sperm that burst from his cock, soaking and flooding the woman's mouth and throat with his seed, until she had no choice but to retch and allow most of the mess to spill out of her nasty little lips, staining the boy's crotch and the bedsheets beneath him.
"Ah! Grandma!" the boy moaned, moving as though he couldn't stop for even a moment when it came to fucking her face. "It feels amazing—!"
But all good things ended eventually, and the boy slumped backwards when he finally finished letting it all out, his massive cock spilling out of his grandmother's mouth as he lay in a heap. The last few spurts of cum landed on the boy's slender chest and stomach, and he covered his face with embarrassment, blushing red as a tomato with all that's happened between him and his kind grandmother.
The older woman burped, and she sucked on her fingers to clean the spunk from them. She, too, was blushing by this point, for she hadn't had this much fun in over a decade. She forgot how fun it was to behave like this. Her foolish daughter did not know what she was missing.
The next time the boy moved his hands from his face, he saw his grandma was leering at him all over again; her face stained with his jism.
He knew right then and there that his day was only just getting started.
"I need more from you, my sweet little man," Noriko cooed, arranging herself so she was lying supine right next to him. Her closeness was enough to make the boy's heart flutter in his chest, and she beckoned for him to come and get on top of her.
Naturally, that was exactly what he did.
Noriko couldn't get her clothes off fast enough. Her panties were absolutely soaked, and she peeled them off her body before flinging them across the room, showing the boy her naked, glistening sex.
"I want you to put it right here," Noriko said, her voice dripping with seduction as she gestured to her own nakedness. "Right here, my sweet little man… ah, I want you to take this body all for yourself… to really let me have it!"
"Let you h-have what?" the boy asked meekly, and Noriko giggled gently again. She reached down with one hand to spread her pussy lips, and she used her other hand to guide the boy's sausage log right to her quivering snatch.
"Push it in," Noriko said, her excitement palpable with her heavy breathing. "And then you can—ahhh!"
Noriko arched her back and let out a surprised grunt when the boy lanced her almost immediately, shoving his fat cock inside his grandma's soaking wet pussy—a pussy that hadn't been used like this in over a decade.
The pleasure was enough to have Noriko reeling. She could hardly believe how amazing it felt to be taken like this.
But so far, the boy did not know restraint. No concept of self control. He started pumping mindlessly as soon as he buried his cock inside his feisty little grandmother, and he held onto the woman's bountiful, beautiful breasts for leverage while he lanced her pussy over and over again, rocking his body against her own and whimpering delightedly from the pleasure.
Noriko humped the boy as best she could from her position, but in truth, she could hardly move a muscle beneath him like this. All she could do was lace her arms around his shoulders and hold him intimately close against her own body, relishing the way he thrust against her—with reckless abandon; as though he had nothing to lose.
He was a virgin no longer. Not with hip thrusts like that. Most boys his age should be so lucky, or so Noriko thought, if she could think of anything at all beyond the mind-numbing bliss; the ecstasy that came with making love to her own grandson.
"Keep going! Good boy! Just like that!" Noriko shouted, panting like a dog. "Don't stop, my sweet little m-man! Keep trusting against your granny like that!"
"G-Grandma!" the boy cried, his eyes half-closed as he drooled all over his grandmother's hot and heavy body. He continued to fondle her tits as he railed her like this, letting his fingers sink into the soft flesh of the woman's chest. There was so much to grab and so much squish that he couldn't believe it. He didn't know why his momma told him never to touch a lady there, because it appeared his grandmother was loving this just as much as he would.
However, given the boy's inexperience, it only made sense that he would finish far too quickly for Noriko's liking. He'd hardly had a chance to warn her; the boy yelled and groaned with pleasure as he let himself go, dumping a fat, gooey load of spunk deep inside the older woman's snatch. Noriko almost came undone beneath him, but she needed a little more than that if she was going to climax from her lovely grandson's cock.
In the meantime, she fell in love with the way he creampied her; how he painted her insides with his hot and gooey lust. The boy's thrusts became haphazard and as uneven as his heavy breathing, his balls smacking against his woman's rump as he came inside her, cock throbbing and pulsing while he plastered granny's cunt with his baby batter.
Moans spilled forth from Noriko's mouth as she enjoyed this; as she savored every drop. The boy had hardly finished with shin climax before he fell off granny dearest, the last few spurts of his load staining the bedsheets beneath them.
"More, boy," Noriko cooed. "I'm going to need more than that… hah… if you want to satisfy me!"
The boy didn't know what to say. Once again, his little chest was rising and falling with his heavy breathing. He'd hardly drifted through the clouds of his afterglow for long before Noriko treated him to something else. Something special.
"Don't panic, my boy," she told him, and she rearranged herself so that she was hovering just above the boy's head. The boy's eyes went wide with fear while his grandmother lowered herself down onto his face, bringing her sweaty, freckled ass to the boy's mouth. "I want you to clean me here," she told him. "Can you do that for your grandmother, my sweet little man? Can you use your tongue to get me nice and clean?"
The boy nodded, gulping with nervousness before he parted his lips to do what his grandmother told him. Naturally, he'd done nothing like this before. He didn't even know that adults sometimes did this to each other. All he knew was what his grandmother was telling him, and he wanted to keep everyone in his family happy for a change…
He certainly did not know that this act was called rimming, and that his grandmother was already on cloud nine from feeling her grandson's hot little tongue lap away at her anus. The boy's tongue was wholly inexperienced, of course, but that didn't matter to Noriko. Not when she could grind her ass atop the boy's face and practically suffocate him with her bubble butt; she groaned with joy and worked her hips this way and that, feeling the boy's tongue work at her butthole to get it nice and slick for entry.
"It t-tastes so weird," the boy said, whimpering. "But… do you… like it… grandma?"
"I do, my boy!" Noriko exclaimed, panting once more. "Hah… it feels so nice, my boy… this is going to make things… nngh… a lot easier…!"
"Easier?" the boy asked dumbly, and then he watched as his grandmother turned around once more. With a little more shuffling, she soon squatted over the boy's crotch and holding her hands behind her head, revealing her smooth and sweaty armpits while lowering herself to take her special boy's special cock up her saliva-slick asshole.
"Ready, my little man?" Noriko asked him—and the boy nodded just as he did before. He was certainly more excited this time, licking his lips and expecting more pleasure, just like before. His expression was enough to make Noriko grin with amusement.
"We'll make up for lost time, my boy. I promise you that! Your mother could never please you like this!"
And, on cue, Noriko lowered herself down to the boy's crotch, using one hand to help guide his cum-stained cock right to her asshole. From there, it was only a matter of sitting on him, nearly knocking the wind out of the poor boy and prompting more moans and grunts of delight.
Noriko wasted no time in her movements. She began bouncing on the boy's cock, using his body to chase that forbidden pleasure between them. The boy reached out to grasp his grandmother's ass, unable to stop the sounds of pleasure from spilling out of his mouth while he pumped his hips up and down, back and forth, over and over again.
The lovers' bodies met over and over again. Noriko tilted her head back with another loud moan as the bed creaked and thumped beneath their hot and sweaty bodies. Poor Noriko couldn't even remember the last time she had anal sex—and now here she was, taking her grandson's cock like the firebrand of a woman she was. That boy's monster cock was doing a number on her lower body; she couldn't let this sweetheart go back to his mother after the weekend. She simply couldn't.
The pleasure was so paramount that Noriko couldn't stop moaning and cooing with utmost delight. She could feel the boy's cock pulse and throb inside her ass as they moved in tandem, could enjoy the way the boy's balls slapped against her ass while he fucked her, picking up the pace with his hard and eager thrusts.
"Now you're getting it!" Noriko praised. "Good boy! Take what's yours!"
The boy was sweating and panting immensely, but he couldn't stop. Not anymore. Now that he'd tasted a pleasure like this, it was all he could think about.
Or, perhaps, it was more apt to say the boy's body was moving on its own. Pure instinct—the need to breed his bitch of a grandmother. It wasn't long before he started growling, his eyes hazy with lust as he squeezed and kneaded his grandmother's ass, rocking his body against her own despite the bed's thunderous protests.
"Yes!" Noriko screamed, feeling the boy's cock drill deeper into her ass. "YES! MORE!"
Noriko's tongue dangled from her mouth as she rode him with vim and vigor. This was a forbidden tryst in more ways than one, but Noriko had always been a horrible woman—and she loved it more than anything else. The more forbidden the encounter, the stronger the sensation of pleasure that coursed through her.
"Are you close?" she asked, gyrating her hips in a figure-eight pattern, working that old body of hers to milk her very young stud. "I'm close, my boy… I'm about to cum… I'm about to let it all out…!"
Then Noriko arched her back and reached another spine-tingling, toe-curling climax. She threw her head back with a scream as her asshole clenched around the boy's cock, and her pussy quivered as it spilled all over the boy's body, sprinkling hot and transparent lust all over her very underaged partner.
The boy thrashed and groaned with pleasure, cumming soon after his grandmother had. As Noriko expected, it was an immense load—one that her back door and bowels were barely prepared for.
She leaned back as she felt the boy's cock throb inside her asshole, her anal ring clenched right around the boy's shaft while he let himself go. It was another hot and heavy flood that left Noriko panting; she rubbed her stomach as it slowly but surely started to grow, feeling the shift happen on the inside; her intestines get absolutely blasted with the boy's plentiful seed.
"That's it, boy… fill your granny up with all that hot spunk… ooh… good boy," she cooed, rubbing her stomach joyously as she felt it grow larger. She'd never experienced cum inflation before, thinking it mythical before this cutie pie tumbled into her life. Now, Noriko figured she could experience everything she'd never had before.
"G-Grandma," the boy moaned. "Your b-belly is getting b-bigger…!"
The boy groaned with lust as his cock continued to burst and blast inside of his dutiful grandmother. Noriko felt lucky to have a stud like this—one who was hung as a horse and with monstrous loads to boot.
"You're like a cum machine," Noriko giggled, sounding almost drunk from the pleasure that had enraptured her like this. She could feel (and even hear) the cum sloshing around inside her tight little body, still touching her belly as she appeared almost pregnant with the boy's seed. Her ass burned, but the pleasure was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before. She could feel herself going dumb; she just knew she was making a stupid expression on her face, with her eyes crossed and her tongue dangling from her slutty little mouth, spilling drool down her chin and letting it splash against her swollen breasts.
"Grandma… you're… making such a silly face!" the boy exclaimed, a wobbly smile dominating his countenance. "Grandma… I want… to touch you again…"
Noriko was more than happy to allow her little stud to worship her all over again—just like before. It wasn't long before the two lovebirds became tangled in the messy bedsheets, with Noriko's precious grandson pinning her to the bed to kiss and lick his grandmother's body. He couldn't stop focusing on those breasts of hers, for they'd demanded the bulk of his attention.
But Noriko realized the boy seemed infatuated with her thighs as well; he couldn't stop leering at them or rubbing his childish hands against them, nor could he stop bumping her leg like he was some pent-up beast.
My mind feels like it's melting, Noriko remarked. I can't ever go back to masturbating again… not when I can have such a prize stud in my bed every night…!
Warm and sticky cum leaked out from Noriko's well-fucked asshole, just as it had from her dripping wet snatch. She felt like such a sex toy for the underaged boy; like a doll for his pleasure and no one else's. Frankly, she wouldn't have it any other way.
"One more time?" Noriko asked, raking her fingers through the boy's short hair.
"Yes grandma," the boy said immediately, this time nodding enthusiastically and grinning like mad. "I… I love this, grandma. And I… I love you…"
"Aww, isn't that precious?" Noriko giggled. "Your grandma loves you too, my sweet little man… she loves you so much, and she loves it when you feel good…"
"Grandma," the boy said, "can I… can I live here with you? Please? I want to feel this good all the time…" he mumbled, blushing with embarrassment as the words left his mouth. Noriko couldn't not kiss him after that, and she locked her lips against the boy's very own, guiding him in a passionate kiss and an even more passionate embrace.
His kissing and his screwing could use some work, Noriko thought—but it was nothing she wasn't prepared to teach him if she'd just whisked the boy away and kept him all to herself. The boy's mother should have known better than to leave her little sunshine on Noriko's front step. Devilish thoughts crossed the old woman's mind, but nothing felt better than letting her fingers grace the boy's hair and cheeks while she made out with him, preparing to make love all night.
After all, her special little man wouldn't be needing something as silly as a bedtime. Bed times were for children, and Noriko's new lover was far more adult, even despite his age.
"Come here," Noriko cooed. "Come to your new mama, my special little man…"
The boy smiled sweetly as he brought his cock back to his grandmother's pussy, choosing that hole from all the others. It was enough to make Noriko's eyes roll back into her head with unadulterated pleasure, and she held on for dear life as the boy growled and pounded his mighty cock in and out of her snug little pussy.
"I love you, grandma," the boy droned mindlessly.
"And grandma loves you too," Noriko whispered to him, knowing she'd won him over. She was content, then, to caress his face while he pumped his hips against her own, already working up another hot and hearty load—just for her.
The weekend stretched before them, a tapestry of wondrous possibilities, waiting to be explored.