dick bumped into everything at least once, giving a nudging tease to the mouth of her cunt on the first thrust. The next was aimed too high, and thus cut through her pubic hair. The third push went too low and firmly wedged my dick between her ass cheeks, with her bumpy donut kissing the inflated head.
"You do it," I repeated as I poked around. "Put me in."
Her cheeks flushed. "Oh, that. I can do that."
Nana reach down and grabbed my dick by the hilt, slapping it against her furry mound a couple of times just like I had.
I chuckled. I always figured that pussy slapping was an act the man typically enjoyed, and was surprised to see her partaking in the ritual. "Why'd you do that?"
She shrugged casually. "I dunno. I saw you do it, so I figured you must like how soft the hair feels?"
"It does feel soft."
Nana winked. "Conditioner, sweetheart." She combed herself, using my cock as a brush to stroke out the tangled bush. "I like having it soft, always have. I'm glad you seem to like it, too."
The wet tendrils felt heavenly as they tickled the sensitive underside. "It feels amazing, Nana. I never knew I liked hair down there until I saw you naked."
She raised an eyebrow. "You don't want me to shave?"
I shook my head. "Maybe one day, but definitely not today."
The mention of "one day" put an unabashed smile on Nana's face. She parted each of her fingers and wrapped them, one at a time, around my length. "Planning for the future, are we, Bunny?"
"Years in the future!" I assured her. "I don't think I'm gonna get tired of the way this feels anytime soon."
Nana plugged the opening of her pussy with my cock head. "Well, I think it feels much better inside. Would you like a reminder?"
I nodded eagerly.
She released my cock, kept it in place within the mouth of her vagina, and patted my outer thigh a few times. "Go 'head, honey. One big push!"
I thrust into my grandmother, piercing through the snug passage until my dick head kissed the bottom. We gave a collective sigh upon its reunion with her cervix. It felt good to be home again.
I did not want to rush things, so I took my time pulling my dick out before I gently sunk in again. After that second push, I found the rhythm that Nana and I had practiced, and began fucking her at a steady pace.
She wrapped her legs around my midsection and dug her heels into my back to pull me in with every gentle thrust. We rocked together, a slow grind that saw our bodies pressed together more frequently than they were apart.
We kissed lazily, too distracted to pay any real attention. Every so often one of us would space out for a second in a pleasurable trance. That left the other to sloppily lap at their tongue, fishing around the open mouth of their stunned partner while they disassociated.
Whilst I was in the middle of one of those paralytic stints, Nana broke our kiss to plant several more along my chin. She smooched her way across my jaw, leaving wet marks every half inch as she made for my ear. She flicked out her tongue, catching the lobe underneath so she could flutter it against the sensitive spot.
My skull tingled. "Why does that feel so fucking good?"
Nana hummed softly in my ear. "It's warm and wet. Your two favorite things."
My brain felt like it was liquefying in my skull. The mere mention of things being warm and wet called for a comparison to the unbelievably hot, soggy hole in which my cock was embedded. "Why does your pussy feel so different this time?"
She gave a satisfied purr. "You can't tell, Bunny?"
I could not, but she was happy to explain while bearing down with her cunt muscles. "That's all your cum squishing in there. Have a look."
I looked down to witness the beautiful sight of my dick pumping into her. Cum was oozing out of the edges of her drooling cunt, where the seal had stretched so wide that it could not stop the droplets from seeping out. They trickled down my balls, tickling the underside of my sack when they dribbled off me.
Strands of cum that connected us like intricate, sticky webbing. Every one of her squeezes, in tandem with my long, deep drives to the bottom of her pussy, had churned the chunks of gluey cum into butter.
Nana placed her hands on the sides of my face and tilted it so that I was looking at her. "Whenever you're done admiring, Bunny, I would like some more kisses."
"Please," she added with an adorable pout.
I leaned down, pressing my chest against her huge, flabby breasts. I used them as pillows to rest my full weight upon, pinning Nana down underneath me.
We mashed our mouths together, groaning desperately as we melted into each other. She was too excited to keep her hands still, roaming my face and shoulders with caresses that seemed designed to memorize their features.
I slid my hands around her waist, then underneath her butt. It gave me extra leverage to pull her into me from behind while I thrust my hips forward. She no longer had to do any grinding, as I took full control over the movement of our bodies.
I drove my dick into her over and over again, holding her ass in my hands to keep her steady as I picked up the pace. With the added grip I had around her pudgy bottom, each stroke plunged me like an anchor to the bottom of her cunt. I dug in hard with my fingers, her ass a cliff that I clung to for dear life, my strained digits turning bright white.
Nana grunted into my ear as my strokes grew more powerful. "Good boy, good boy. Fuck Nana's cunt. Get that fucking pussy, Bunny."
She'd felt the change in pace right away, and was not the type of woman to stop her grandson from enjoying himself. I did not know whether or not she was talking dirty for my benefit, or if being fucked for the first time in so many years had awoken a secretive slutty side to her that made her past behaviour - as raunchy as it had been - seem trivial.
She sank her fangs into my neck. "You wanna fuck Nana hard?"
Absolutely I fucking did. "God, yes!"
She tapped on the tops of my shoulders. "That's my boy. Sit back, Bunny."
I sat back on my knees, my back straight, and gazed down upon the most beautiful woman in the world as she lifted her legs high into the air. She straightened them, pointing her toes to the ceiling, then laid them down on my shoulders.
I looked down, knowing that I would love whatever I found. With her legs closed, Nana's pudgy pussy was pinched shut on either side. It bugled out from between her thighs, her meaty lips curling around the base of my cock.
"Hold my arms," she instructed with her arms outstretched "so you can pull me in extra hard when you fuck me."
It was surreal to hear her give such lewd advice without batting an eye. The casual nature with which she was teaching me the intricacies of sex made it feel like everything we did together was perfectly natural.
"Pull out as far as you can, then pull me in. Just liiIIIKKEE-- fuck!" She pulled her knees up to her chest with a yelp that quickly evolved into relieved laugher.
I had not waited for her to finish speaking before haphazardly yanking her cunt-first onto my cock, spearing her to the core of her stomach.
She wagged her finger with disapproval. "Oh, you little brat!"
"Sorry, Nana."
She tilted her head to the side with a sly smirk. "Your grandmother is not a toy, is she?"
I shook my head.
"Good!" she said sharply, though I knew it was all in good fun. "So, don't treat her pussy like it's your own personal plaything, please." She took a deep breath, then nodded her head for me to begin.
After getting overexcited with the first stroke, I knew to be gentler with the next... and the next, and the next. I found a firm, commanding groove that made it feel like I was bouncing off of Nana's gigantic bubble butt every time I slammed into her.
She would grunt each time I hit the bottom, but allowed me to set the pace despite the toll it took on her. Her thumbnails dug into the insides of my elbows, nearly drawing blood.
Nana's enormous tits wobbled forward and back in tune with my thrusts. They swung up towards her face, threatening to give her a black eye if I jostled her too hard. The teetering mountains trembled on impact, her nipples tossed around on the undulating waves that surged through the piles of dough.
I longed to grab onto them -- to hold the jiggling mounds in place with such a vice-like grip that the soft putty would ooze through my clenched fingers -- but I did not want to let go of Nana's arms.
I picked up the pace again, making animalistic sounds that hinted at the primal urge Nana was coaxing forth. Her cervix was crushed under my bloated cock head, battered from repeated strikes that only grew rougher with time.
The wet, muggy tunnel was plunged so crudely that the clenching, which had made me cum so hard before, was nonexistent. I was fucking Nana too forcefully for her to impart the methodical squeezes that had patiently milked the cum out of me. All she could do then was cling to my arms with all her might and let me have my way with her.
I barreled into the cozy pocket, forcefully expanding it with vigorous stabs. I had little regard for the illustrious matriarch, the head of our family, who was suffering the brunt of my lust.
She tickled my earlobe with her big toe, which I had forgotten was up beside my head. In between my rampant thrusts, she tried to talk through her bated breath. "H-hey hand-- oh! Handsome ma-an."
When I did not respond with more than an ugly grunt, she patted her little hands against my arms to get my attention. "Jamie, stop! J-just-- oh! Just slow down! Sloooow! Sloooooow, Bunny."
I had finally begun to listen to her by the end, and relaxed as she talked me off of the ledge. I cringed. "Did I get carried away again?"
"You sure did, Bunny," Nana mewed.
"I didn't mean to hurt you."
She cocked her head. "It's not your fault, sweetheart. You're just big enough that I get a little tummy ache when you go that hard."
"I'll work on it."
"So will I, sugar. I want you to be able to fuck me like that."
The admission made me grin. "Yeah?"
Nana swung her legs off of my shoulders and lay on her side, her ass facing me. "Until I can take that thing without my guts exploding, you might have to be gentle with me."
I played the big spoon, scooting in behind her so that our bodies fit together. I wrapped my arm around her and slid it between her cleavage, strapping myself to her with a bulky breast on either side. "I can do that. I wasn't gonna last much longer anyway."
That was an understatement. As soon as I grabbed Nana by the hips and pulled her into me, my dick began to throb. I fit the pulsating piston between her thighs and nudged it forward.
The juice coating her skin made a fine lubricant for it to slide through, and with one steady shove I felt the helmet burrow into her nest of woolly cunt hair.
Nana wormed a hand between her legs. "Somebody's awfully eager."
She tickled the underside of my dick head with her finger tips, gently stroking the sensitive bridge of skin that connected it to my shaft. The familiar throbbing raised a question that she already knew the answer to.
"Are you gonna cum soon?" She wanted me to admit that her pussy was too much for me to handle -- that I could not resist my instinctual urge to breed her for a moment longer.
I moaned into her ear. "Yes."
"I want you to last as long as you can. Okay, sweetheart?"
I was not sure why, but I felt nervous at the prospect of letting her down. It would take every ounce of willpower I had not to cum right away.
"I'll try, Nana."
She pressed down on my cock head, submerging it between her gooey pussy lips until it lodged against her entrance. "Good boy." Then she reached around and patted me on the thigh a couple of times. "Now, get that penis back inside where it's nice and cozy."
I drove my dick to the hilt, and instantly clenched to try and avoid the immediate urge to cum. I whimpered pathetically, burrowing my nose into Nana's neck and taking a deep whiff of her flowery perfume.
She offered me a sympathetic sigh. "Too much pussy for you, honey?"
I hated that she was right, but we both knew she was. "Uh-huh. It's so fucking warm."
Simply being inside of the sweltering oven, smothered by its soft walls, made it difficult to lie still. If I moved an inch, however, I knew I would lose control, so all I could do was push hard against the bottom and clench my ass cheeks with all my strength like Nana had taught me.
She knew I was struggling, but did nothing to make it easier. Just as I thought I was getting a handle on things, she squeezed down with her cunt muscles to milk me with a series of long, squishy hugs. She wiggled her bum back and forth, dragging my cock head against her spongy cervix.
I redoubled my efforts, but I knew there would be no stopping my orgasm if she were to continue coaxing it out of me. "Fuck, Nana," I squealed at a shamefully high pitch. "You gotta stop doing that!"
She threw her head back so that it was next to mine. "Or what?"
I tried to pull back a little bit. "Or I'm gonna cum!"
Nana refused my withdrawal by slamming her ass into my crotch, pushing my spongy head hard against her rubbery back wall. She reached up and dug her claws into the back of my scalp. "Then cum, baby bunny."
Those words were overkill. The second her talons had scraped my skull, sending ribbons of frisson down my spine, I'd known I was done for. I was just thankful that she'd simultaneously given me permission to release in that exact moment.
That time, the sensation was bigger than the last, which had happened so quickly that I'd been unable to truly savour it. The buildup had pushed me to the brink, and just as I jumped off of it I felt less than weightless. I defied gravity and ascended into heaven.
Thick, heavy ropes of cream plastered the inside of Nana's pussy, pooling around my cock head. It spewed generous heaps of glue into her, flooding her womb with such force that it did not take more than a few eruptions for her tiny pocket to overflow.
Nana squeezed down undulating her walls to enrobe my entire dong in a lush, buttery cuddle. Her powerful clenches were the culprit behind the copious globs of cum that dribbled out past my cock and down into the crevasse between her seizing ass cheeks.
"That's so fucking good, Bunny!" she squealed, her fingers a whirlwind as they flicked her clit back and forth. "Just like that! Oh God such a good boy for Nana!"
My body lurched so hard I feared that blood vessels in my face would pop. Sweat across my brow trickled down into my eye, but I blinked away the salty drips. "I fucking love you, Nana!"
"Grandma fucking loves you, Jamie! I love you so fucking much!" She was awash in pleasure, her core convulsing around my dick with such energy that it shook her own limbs.
I tucked my other arm underneath her and linked it with the one that was sandwiched between her breasts, further ensuring that she would not move a single inch while the last few teaspoons of liquid grandchildren dribbled into her cunt.
She was breathing heavier than I was, but our hearts were racing equally fast. I took deep, concentrated breaths, steadying my pounding pulse while we basked in the afterglow of our heated fuck session.
Nana finally stopped squeezing my cock, content to let it simmer in the saturating glaze of cum and pussy syrup that bubbled around her womb. I slowly softened, but her occasional involuntary twitches kept enough life in my dick that I do not recall it fully softening before we both fell asleep.
It was not a real sleep -- not for me. I do not remember dreaming, or feeling tired. I was simply so at peace, so happy, that I was carried into the abyss by merely daydreaming of what the future held for me and Nana.
When I woke up, the sun had long set. Nana was still curled up in a ball with one of my arms trapped under hers, with my hand up near her mouth so she could press her lips against my knuckles.
The clock informed me that it was well after midnight, and my mouth informed me that I desperately needed a drink of water.
I sucked on my parched tongue as I climbed out of bed, careful not to wake the naked, sleeping beauty next to me. I threw the sheets over her snoozing form and tiptoed to the kitchen.
I opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water. I drank half of it in one gulp, quenching my otherworldly thirst without taking a breath. When I stopped, I had a river of crisp, cold water running down my chin.
I stood there for a while, illuminated by the refrigerator light. I listened to its hum, which sounded exactly the same as it had when I'd been a kid.
Any time I could not sleep, I would come to that exact spot and, much as I was that night, stare out the window into the backyard. The shadows would cause my mind to play tricks on me, summoning monsters out of the dark until Nana, a famously light sleeper, would come to soothe me back to sleep.
"I guess we never really grow up," I thought, laughing quietly to myself. "I just wish Nana was here to--"
"Bunny? What are you doing up?"
I spun around to see her shielding her eyes from the fridge light. She walked into the kitchen, her bare feet tapping on the tile. As she strolled across the cool linoleum floor, her body's warmth left a trail of opaque footsteps behind her that disappeared when they cooled down.
Every few steps or so, a droplet of cum would fall loose from her pussy and run down her inner thigh until it reached her knee. It would be shaken loose with her next step, sending it splattering to the floor like a trail of sticky, wet bread crumbs that peppered her path as she approached me.
Had I followed them, they would have led all the way back to the bed where they had been deposited in the first place. I wondered how much was still left stewing inside of her, and felt my dick twinge at the reminder that she was dripping our children - the ones we had worked so hard to implant in her - all over the floor. She was in such a sleepy daze that I do not think she even noticed.
When she reached me, she stepped in close and rested her head against my shoulder. She held her arms across her chest as a shield from the subtle chill in the air. She was naked, and I was sure the presence of such lurid wetness between her thighs made the briskness even worse.
She kissed my collarbone. "Hugs, please."
We cuddled, leaning against the kitchen counter while I held her, our bodies lit up by nothing more than the dim light in the fridge.
She placed another loving kiss against my sternum. "Are you coming back to bed?"
I nuzzled the top of her head. "Need me to keep you warm?"
She nodded, brushing her nose through my chest hair. "Yes, please."
I would have spent the rest of my life protecting her from the cold. It was a job that I did proudly for the rest of that night. I kept her trembling body close to me until she began to softly snore, then drifted off and slept better than I ever had.
I felt complete. I felt at peace. Even better than that, I was happy.
I promised myself that I would stay with Nana for as long as we continued to make each other feel that way. Only time would tell, but I hoped it would be a long, long time.
Epilogue
The sun beat down on us overhead, making me glad that my graduation gown came with a hat to lend me some shade. Buzzing cicadas informed me of what I already knew: it was far too hot to be wearing a gown, of all things.
There were traditions to uphold, however, and I wanted my parents to get the classic photo of me in the outfit so they would have something to frame for all the money they'd spent getting me there.The ceremony had already concluded. It had included a speech from the valedictorian whose name I had forgotten before we'd left the stadium later that afternoon, and once it had concluded I'd taken to chatting with a couple of the friends I had made over the years.
I knew a couple of them pretty well, and regretted that we would be parting ways after school, even though I knew that my graduation came with a reward that was better than any of their friendships. I planned to stay in touch with a few of them, but none as frequently as I would my grandmother.
The aforementioned matriarch appeared in the corner of my eye, and I did a double take when I realized it was her that I was looking at. She looked fantastic, draped in a flowery yellow sundress with white heels, a large white hat for shade, and nowhere near enough support for her gigantic, swinging tits.
Ethan, one of my classmates, elbowed me in the ribs. "Damn, Jamie. Your mom is kind of hot."
Another friend called him gross for the comment, but I could not deny the pride I felt at being able to correct him. "Actually, that's not my mom."
Then, it was Ethan's turn to do a double take. "That's your grandma? God damn, your family has some crazy genes."
I rolled my eyes and said my goodbyes, eager to part ways so that I could chat up Nana while my parents bickered in the auditorium stands.
Her face radiated pure, unrelenting pride as she strode over to me, taking time to throw her ass to the side with each step of her seductive approach.
When she reached me, she said, "Congratulations, Bunny."
"I couldn't have done it without you, Nana."
"Oh, it was nothing. Just did what any good grandmother would have done." She tried to downplay her self-congratulation, but it was clear that she knew what a large role she'd played in helping me graduate.
I laughed, darting my eyes around to see if anyone was watching us. Before I could make the move that I was planning to, Nana stepped in closer and stomped her toes on the arch of my foot.
Her eyes, too, flicked back and forth over the crowd to see if we were being spied on. "I know you weren't about to grab a handful of your grandmother's ass in the middle of all these people. Right?"
I winced, caught almost red handed. "I guess I'm just impatient."
She played dumb. "Oh? Impatient for what?"
A sly smile spread across my face. "Well, I'll have you know that my grandmother, who is slightly sluttier than she appears--" She swatted my shoulder, but did not interrupt. "--promised me that I would get a special reward when I graduated."
Still, Nana did not drop the act. "Oh, my. She sounds like she cares about you very much. What did she promise you?"
For the remaining years of my university degree, which I'd pursued fastidiously, Nana had held firm on one final line that she'd refused to cross. That refusal, however, had been promised to only last as long as my education did. With it out of the way, four years of taunting and teasing had come to an end -- or rather, they would later that night.
"She promised," I informed her arrogantly, "that I would get to fuck her in the ass on the day I graduated."
Nana hissed at me, urging me to lower my voice. "I'm still a little nervous you know," she admitted sheepishly.
"You have had four years to get yourself ready!"
"Well, maybe I need four more." The look of horror I hit her with demanded that she quit kidding around. "I'm joking, sweetheart! Gosh, you should have seen your face."
"So, tonight? You didn't forget, did you?"
Nana rolled her eyes. "You think I forgot, huh?"
I shrugged awkwardly. "I mean, I wanted to make sure."
Nana opened her purse and fished around until she found her phone. "You didn't get the pictures, did you?"
I shook my head.
She clicked her tongue in annoyance. "I'm sorry, Bunny. I know you showed me how to send photos with this stupid thing, but I can't... oh! There, I just did it. Did you get them?"
My phone pinged, and I opened it to find two unread messages from Nana. I opened them one at a time, staring first at a screenshot that she had taken from Amazon of what I assumed to be a recent purchase, since I did not recognize the item.
It was a medium-sized metal butt plug, with a sparkly red heart as the stopper, which I imagined would look magnificent sticking out from between her pudgy white cheeks.
"You bought this? Where is it?"
Grandma bit her lower lip gestured with her chin to the phone. "See for yourself."
I swiped to the next photo, and my heart leapt into my throat. It was a picture of her in the bathroom, at the very event we were still attending.
She had entered a stall and clearly squatted down. She was not wearing any underwear, and I wondered if she'd worn a pair to the ceremony to begin with.
From her crouched-down position, Nana had hiked up her dress so that the camera had a perfect angle to capture the large, glittery red heart nestled inside of her tiny asshole. I could see a few wisps of her white pussy fur, but the main focus was the bulging chunk of metal jutting out of her bum.
I was at a loss for words. "Is that... is that..."
"You like it?" Nana purred.
"Is that why you were squirming in your seat on the ride over?"
Nana blushed with a casual shrug. "Darn, I thought you wouldn't notice. It's bigger than I thought, I didn't expect it would be so... so..."
I grinned. "So big?"
She rolled her eyes. "Fine, don't help me think of a better word. The big thing is big. Well done, smarty pants."
For the rest of the day, Nana was all I thought about. It would be convenient to say that it was because I wanted to try anal for the first time, but in truth, the four years leading up to my graduation had set a routine that I never wanted to break.
Nana and I spent every day together. For all intents and purposes, it felt like we were married, and everything about that sounded right to me. I had lived with her for my entire time at university, and had convinced my parents that she'd been the biggest reason that I had succeeded.
Naturally, when I asked to stay with her for another year while I applied for medical school, they were immediately onboard.
I already knew what would happen, and Nana did, too. It was our big little secret that no person in their right mind would ever be depraved enough to suspect. For us, it was the thing that woke us up in the morning. As long as Nana was by my side, no matter where we went or what we did, I knew it would feel worth doing just because she was there with me.
I owed my parents a debt of gratitude. They paid for me to get the degree of my dreams, and at the end of the day, Mom was right about me needing a shift to break out of my addictive habits. I could not have gotten there without them, but I did not consider that to be the greatest gift they gave me.
Most importantly of all was that, if not for them, I never would have gotten to taste Nana's cookies.