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Kouta had been warned plenty of times about wandering into the woods near his grandfather’s house. But that didn’t stop the young boy from sneaking off in the afternoon to check out what could possibly be inside.
It was summer vacation, and Kouta had been dropped off to his grandfather’s place by his parents. He wasn’t too sure what they were doing, just that they would pick him up after a month or two. He didn’t mind; he loved being with his grandpa.
But of course, being an old guy, he didn’t always have time to hang out with him, so Kouta had to make his own fun, and thus he rushed into the woods nearby, against his grandfather’s advice.
The sound of cicadas filled the air as he walked along the path, he wasn’t dumb enough to step off, of course. As he looked back, the village he came from started getting further away as he stepped deeper into the woods. But his curiosity about the great unknown outweighed his worry.
Kouta hummed to himself as he trotted the path, spotting various cool insects and other animals. But he was hoping for something a bit more interesting than that.
He stopped in his tracks when he caught the scent of something sweet wafting through the air. A curious hum left him as he lifted his head up to try and find the source of the scent. It smelled so delicious, yet familiar.
Kouta followed his nose, unaware that it was leading him off the path that he was previously adamant on following. But the seductive scent was more than enough to keep him going. His mouth started to water as the scent grew more intense.
Eventually, the young man found himself in a clearing with a single house in the center of it. His eyes widened in surprise, he never heard of anyone living out here on their own.
Before he question it further, he noticed a plate of taiyaki sitting out on the porch. He promptly rushed towards it, stopping in front of the plate. His stomach let out a growl, about to reach down and grab one, but was hesitant at first. What if this was someone else’s? And if it was, why was it left out here?
“Feel free to have as much as you like~.”
Kouta jumped at the sound of a voice, his head shooting up to a nearby window. He could see an old woman watching him with a comforting smile on her face. He stared at her for a few seconds before responding.
“A-Are you sure?” He asked, looking to the plate in front of him.
“Of course, dear, I love it when people enjoy my sweets~.” She assured with a soft hum.
Kouta beamed before taking one of the cakes, “Thanks a lot!” He cried out before biting into the sweet. His eyes widened in surprise, a pleased hum leaving him.
“Mmm! These taste amazing!” he exclaimed, mouth stuffed. Kouta finished off the first treat before biting into the next one.
The old woman chuckled, “I’m happy you enjoy, dear.” She smiled as she stepped away from the window and made her way to the door. When it opened, the old woman stood there with a tray of different types of mochi and dango laid out.
She had on a white kimono with purple flowers patterned across it. Her gray hair was tied back in a bun on her head. Only a few wrinkles were prevalent on her face. On top of that, the old woman was quite well-endowed, both in the front and back. Kouta didn’t remark anything about it of course, but he took notice.
The boy sat down on the porch, watching as she sat beside him with the large tray. He swallowed what was in his mouth before speaking up.
“You make desserts up here?” He asked, trying his best not to stare at her chest.
“Oh yes, I enjoy it quite a lot. Gives an old woman like me something to do.” She joked with a chuckle. “Feel free to have as much as your adorable heart desires.” She beckoned to the treats in front of her.
Kouta didn’t need to be told twice, reaching forward to grab a daifuku mochi before taking a bite, dropping the half-eaten taiyaki on the ground in the process. Another pleased hum left him, a smile on his face.
“Wow Granny, this is the best mochi I’ve ever tasted.” He hummed before taking another bite.
The old woman chuckled, a blush on her cheeks, “Oh, you’re much too kind, Kou-chan.”
He stopped for a moment, a confused hum leaving him. “How do you know my name?”
“Oh, I’ve been to town before, and I’ve seen you and your grandfather together. Forgive me, sometimes us old timers can’t help but eavesdrop.” She answered with a dismissive wave.
He didn’t question it, just finishing off the mochi he was eating. Once he was done, he just sat on the porch, looking out into the woods that he had come from. Strange, he couldn’t see a path from the house that lead out into town. Did this lady have to go through the trees to get down there?
The old woman reached her hand over to Kouta, brushing the back of his head. She pulled away when she saw him turn to him.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I saw a butterfly on you.” She explained, locking eyes with the young boy.
“I-It’s fine.” He assured, his cheeks starting to become more flushed. The longer he looked into this lady’s eyes, the more he swore he had seen her before. And not just because she apparently went to the village.
He cleared his throat, glancing away from her, his throat starting to feel a little dry.
“Would you like some tea? Come inside and I’ll make you some.” The old woman invited, grabbing the tray before getting to her feet. She made sure to bring the plate of taiyaki with it.
“Yeah, that sounds pretty good.” The boy answered, getting to his feet too.
The two of them made their way to the front entrance of the house, both of them making sure to take off their shoes before stepping inside.
It wasn’t a big place, a simple one-story building with the basic amenities. They stopped in the living room, which consisted of a radio on a table with a couch beside it. There didn’t appear to be a television in the room. There also seemed to be various photos hanging on the walls.
“Take a seat, and I’ll prepare us some tea. And please help yourself.” The old woman insisted as she set the tray of sweets down on the coffee table in front of the couch.
“Okay.” Kouta nodded as he took a seat on the couch. He reached over to grab another taiyaki and took a bite.
The old woman chuckled, a smile on her face before she headed to the kitchen in the other room. “It won’t take long, make yourself comfortable~”
Kouta watched her leave, staring at her rather large butt as she left the room. A shiver ran up his back, having never seen an old woman so sexy before.
But he tried not to dwell on it, instead turning his attention to the photos on the walls. Upon closer inspection, he could see that most of them had the old woman in them at some stage of her life. Most of them were her as a young adult with a young man. They seemed to be happy together.
But there was something off about some of them. The pictures where it showed the two of them, he could clearly make out her face, but the face of the guy she was with was blurred ever so slightly. Just enough for him not to recognize him.
He could also spot some family pictures too, some of her with her children, each one showing them get older until finally she could see her holding a baby boy. But just like the young man she was with, all faces except hers seemed to be blurred or faded. Even the baby.
“The tea is ready.” The old woman announced, stepping into the living room with two cups of tea. She approached Kouta, setting one of the cups on the table in front of him, the other remaining in her hand.
Kouta reached down to take the cup, cautiously bringing it to his lips before taking a sip. Wow, it was already the perfect warmth to start drinking. He took a drink before setting the cup down.
“I don’t get many visitors out here, so you can imagine how overjoyed I was to see you.” She remarked with a smile before taking a sip of her own tea.
“Well, if it weren’t for your amazing taiyaki, I never would have found you.” Kouta said with a chuckle, glancing at the remaining cake on the tray.
“Why’d you leave a plate out on the porch anyway?” He did think it was a weird place to leave it.
She finished taking her sip before answering, “Oh, I always leave a plate out for my grandson. Taiyaki is his favorite.”
“Oh. I’m sorry, I didn’t realize…” Kouta trailed off, glancing down at the floor.
“Don’t worry, I can always make him more when he comes back.” She assured, her gaze focused on the young boy.
Kouta glanced back at the pictures on the wall, “Are these your family members?”
The old woman gave a nod and an affirmative hum, “Yes, they are. I haven’t seen them for a while, ever since…something happened.” The smile on her face faltered for a moment.
Kouta cocked an eyebrow, “What happened? Did they move away or something?”
“You could say that.” She answered, taking a deep breath.
“Well, I think it’s really dumb that they haven’t tried to visit you, you seem really nice! And you make some really good treats too!” Kouta beamed, taking another bite of mochi for emphasis.
The woman’s smile returned, her face brightening up. “That makes me so happy to hear, Kou-chan. You really know how to make an old lady smile.” She chuckled, reaching a hand over to brush against his cheek.
“Your grandmother must be so happy to have a sweet boy like you.”
Kouta’s face dropped at the mention of that, “I…never met my grandma.” He admitted with a sigh.
“She did a year after I was born, so I didn’t get to meet her. All I heard about her was what my dad and grandpa told about her. They say she’s in a better place, but grandpa doesn’t really like to talk about it.” Kouta took another sip of tea, staring down at the floor.
She rested a hand on her chest, her heart going out to the young man. “Oh, you poor dear. Well, I can always be like your grandmother if you like~” She said softly, reaching over to cup his cheek.
His heart skipped a beat, the contact sending a warmth across his body. He didn’t dare think about pulling away, her touch was so soft and comforting, and she smelled very nice too. Something about her made the young man not want to leave.
“I…I think I’d like that.” He yielded, cheeks burning red and his heart racing.
“Wonderful~ Then come over and sit on your grandmother’s lap~” She beckoned, patting her thigh. She watched as the young boy scooted closer to her before finally sitting on her lap.
Kouta’s face was bright red, feeling the older woman’s chest against his back. He could also feel her hands resting on his shoulders, softly massaging them and occasionally running down his sides.
A part of him felt like he shouldn’t be letting this happen, but another part of him wanted to see just where this went. After all, he was getting delicious desserts for free out of the deal. And besides, she wasn’t trying to hurt him or anything.
Her hands reached down to rest on his legs, slowly massaging his thighs for now. She could feel him leaning back against her soft chest.
“Are you comfortable, Kou-chan?~” she whispered, leaning down to his ear.
He nodded with a hum, “Yeah, granny, I’m comfortable~” He answered, a smile on his face. The feeling of her warm breath against his ear sent a shiver down his back. Her soft, warm body against his own made him feel relaxed.
The old woman continued to caress Kouta softly, her cheeks flushed as he arched against her touches. She stared down at him, watching his lips curl into a grin.
“I know I’ve given you a lot of treats since you got here, but there’s a very special one that I think you’ll enjoy a lot~ She spoke up, hands resting on his hips.
“Wh-What is it?” Kouta asked, arching his head back to look up at her.
“It’s the sweetest mochi that you’ll ever taste, and to show how much I appreciate you being here with me, I want you to have it~” She answered before setting the young man beside her on the couch.
She then reached inside her kimono near her breast before pulling out a piece of pink mochi from inside. She watched Kouta’s cheeks flushed when he saw her do this, prompting a soft chuckle from her.
“Now just open your mouth for me, please~” she advised, watching as Kouta did just that. She brought the treat up to his lips, watching as he took a bite.
Kouta’s taste buds tingled in amazement, a surprised hum leaving him. She wasn’t kidding, this was the best piece of mochi he had ever tasted! It was so sweet and so warm, unlike anything he’s ever had before! The flavor was a bit hard to place, however, it felt like it was changing. It was like a mix of red bean, matcha, strawberry, and even more! But somehow it just tasted great!
“What do you think?” she asked, watching as he grabbed the mochi and finished it off. Her other hand cupped his cheek, watching as a smile stretched on his lips.
“It tastes amazing! This is the best thing you’ve made so far!” He cheered, “You’re really great at making sweets!”
She smiled at him, a pleased hum leaving her. “You’re too kind, Kou-chan. I’m so happy that you love what I make.” Her thumb traced along his cheek, prompting a soft giggle from the young boy.
“I can’t wait to really show you my love shortly~” she said softly.
A confused hum left Kouta, locking eyes with the other. He swore he heard her say something.
Suddenly, a warmth started to run through his body, starting from his stomach and slowly spreading across his small form. Then he started to feel even hotter, his heart racing and his face flushed red.
“Is something wrong?” The woman asked in almost resigned concern.
“I…I feel funny…” he answered, starting to become short of breath. Sweat began running down his back, soaking through his shirt and his shorts.
She brought her palm up to his forehead, “Oh goodness, you’re burning up! We need to get you out of these clothes.” She explained, wasting no time in taking his shirt and shorts off, setting them aside.
Kouta didn’t respond, trusting the old woman. She had been so nice to him, he had no reason to think she’d do something wrong.
As she reached for his underwear, she took notice of the tent pitching in the fabric. A faint smile formed on her lips when she saw it.
“Oh my goodness, you’re very swollen right here~” She pressed the tip of her finger against the growing tent, earning a whimper from Kouta.
He looked down to see the older woman lightly circling her finger around the bottom of his shaft. Each soft rub made him shiver, a jolt of something running across his body.
“Wh…What’s going on?” He asked between flustered gasps.
“Don’t worry, Kou-chan, I’ll take care of it~” She assured before finally reaching for the band of his underwear and pulling it down. She watched in awe as his erect cock popped out, the sight of it making her eyes widen and her mouth water.
A pleased hum left her lips as she leaned down to nuzzle her face against his crotch. “Such a cute, little cock! Even more wonderful than I ever dreamed~” She shuddered, feeling the twitching shaft against her cheek.
After a few seconds, she finally pursed her lips against his shaft, peppering kisses along it and his balls. Her hands rested on his thighs, softly caressing them while her mouth explored his crotch.
Each kiss and peck earned a whimper from Kouta, his hands shooting down to the cushion he was laying on. His eyes slammed shut, his dick twitching and starting to drip with pre.
“Tastes delicious too~” she hummed, licking her lips as she ran her tongue up and down the length of his shaft. The more she did this, the more she felt him throb against her. Of course, she didn’t expect him to know about this kind of thing, this could very well be his first load! And she was the one that made him shoot it out! The idea of that alone was enough to make her shudder in excitement.
“Wh-What…What are you…” Kouta started, trailing off when he saw her hover her face above the tip of his cock. He watched as she opened her mouth, her hot breaths tickling him. She didn’t do anything else for almost a minute, his cock still hard, but not twitching as much.
Finally, she started to wrap her lips around his shaft, slowly taking it in her mouth. Granted, there wasn’t too much of him to take, but that didn’t sully her enjoyment of it in the least.
Her grip on his hips tightened when she took his whole length in her mouth, the whole time Kouta was whimpering and whining at the sensations. Her lips wrapped around his shaft while her tongue circled it. The taste and texture of it earned pleased hums and moans from the older woman.
Kouta’s mouth was agape, shrill whines leaving him. This felt weird, but some of him also enjoyed it too. His hips occasionally bucked up against her mouth, wanting to feel more of it. Her hands clutched tightly onto the cushion, nails digging into it.
The old woman’s eyes rolled back in pleasure; her face shoved against Kouta’s waist. Her tongue practically squeezed his shaft while her lips provided a tight seal around it. The noises Kouta made her squirm in arousal, her own sex getting slick.
The couch shook and creaked beneath them, the old woman’s hold on Kouta getting tighter by the second. Her own nails started to trail down his waist, threatening to break his skin, but she took care not to scratch him.
“G-Granny!~” Kouta shouted, his eyes slammed shut and his hips bucking every so often against her face. He could feel his lower body tighten up more and more as she sucked him off. It felt like something was about to happen, but he had no idea what.
She moaned around his cock, the sound of that word sending a torrent of bliss across the woman’s body. Her own sex burned and ached for him, but she knew she had to be patient. She could tell he was getting close, judging by how much he was twitching in her mouth. Her tongue and lips continued to work around him, even making sure to caress his little balls as well.
At this point, Kouta was screaming and wailing into the air, his groin tightening more and more, like something was about to come out. He tried to resist it as much as he could, but ultimately was unable to hold himself back.
With a blissful scream, Kouta could feel himself erupting inside the old woman’s mouth. His head shot back, and his hips pushed as far against her face as he was able to.
As soon as she felt the warm, small load hit her tongue, the old woman muffled her own pleasured cry. Her eyes rolled back and her chest tingled at the sensation. It was even more delicious than she hoped.
Her hold remained firm on the boy, making sure to milk every last drop out of him. Her tongue continued circling his shaft for a good few seconds before starting to yield. Her lips gave up their suction as well, letting the boy fall back on the couch.
Exhausted, Kouta stared up at the ceiling of the small house. His mouth hung agape, mind still processing what just happened. Turning his head down, he watched as she swallowed what was in her mouth, an ecstatic look on her face. She was getting very sweaty too, it soaking through her kimono.
“Granny?...” Kouta exhaled, watching her swallow with an almost mesmerized look on her face. “Are you okay?”
It took the old woman a moment to reorient herself and catch her breath. She stared hungrily down at the young boy in front of her, wanting more from him. But she had to be patient.
“Oh, I’m alright, Kou-chan.” She assured a bit hurriedly, one of her hand snaking down to the crotch of her outfit. She couldn’t help herself as she felt his seed trailing down her throat and to her stomach.
“Oh…okay.” He remarked with a nod, still a bit confused. But if she said it was okay, then it must be. He noticed her touching her groin, but just figured she was scratching an itch.
“I’m feeling pretty tired…” He remarked with a slight groan, closing his eyes on the couch. He could feel himself on the cusp of falling asleep.
In a near panic, the old woman reached for one of the pieces of mochi nearby before promptly shoving it in his mouth.
Kouta yelped in surprise before chewing on the pastry. After swallowing it, he could feel his strength start to return. He sat up on the couch, looking down at himself. He could even feel himself get hard again.
“Wow, I didn’t know your mochi could do that-“ he turned to the old woman, watching as she took off her kimono, dropping it to the floor.
She stood there, fully naked in front of the boy. Her large breasts hung from her chest, sagging to her stomach. Her nipples were pert with arousal as they stuck out from her large areolas.
Kouta just stared at her, mouth agape and eyes wide. A nosebleed started to run down his face while his cock twitched in excitement.
“Do you enjoy my body, Kou-chan? I hope it’s not too disappointing, especially since I’m an old woman…” her gaze shifted away nervously, but she could definitely see the twitching of his cock in her peripheral vision. Her pussy quivered from the sight alone.
Kouta was speechless, the last thing he expected when he met this lady was that she was going to try and have sex with him. But what really surprised him was just how hot she was! Definitely the sexiest old lady he’s ever met.
“Your body looks amazing!” He beamed, finding himself crawling closer to her, his face hovering in front of her plump breasts. “Your boobs are huge, and they look so soft.” He could feel his mouth watering the longer he stared at them. Mentally, he made the comparison between them and the mochi she’s been feeding him.
His comments made the old woman wetter by the second, a smile stretching across her lips. “Well, feel free to enjoy my body however you like~” She hummed, putting her hands behind her head.
Kouta wasted no time and wrapped his lips around one of her nipples, earning a surprised whimper from the old woman. He smothered his face against the soft, warm flesh, humming around her nipple while he suckled it. His hand reached for her other breast, grabbing and fondling it roughly.
The woman let out a whimper at the boy’s rough touch, arching her chest towards him. The feeling of his lips and his hand on her breast were sending more waves of pleasure across her body. Slick trailed down her thighs, her sex quivering in excitement. She knew she still had to hold herself back for now.
He continued to suckle on her nipple, his tongue running against the sensitive flesh while his teeth threatened to sink into it. After a few seconds, he was surprised when he was greeted with a warm, sweet taste on his tongue.
His eyes widened and he pulled his mouth away from her. Kouta watched in awe as he saw something white dripping out from her nipple. After giving a cautious lick, he realized what it was.
“You can still make milk?” He asked, looking up at the old woman’s face.
She nodded, “Feel free to have as much as you like~” She beckoned with a grin.
Kouta wasted no time in suckling her nipple roughly, eager to taste as much of her sweet milk as he could. He could also feel it squirt out of her other nipple every time he pinched it. She moaned and whimpered every time he did.
Every time he swallowed it, a low hum left Kouta, his hard cock twitching between his legs. It almost felt like he was getting harder and bigger than before. After a few more seconds of tasting the woman’s milk, he pulled his lips away to catch his breath.
He sat back on the couch, panting hotly as he stared up at the busty, old woman. He looked up at her flushed cheeks, her gaze intense on him.
“Wow, granny, your milk tastes amazing~” he exhaled with a grin.
“I…I’m glad you enjoy it~” she smiled down at him, her patience starting to wear thin. In less than a second, she suddenly straddled the boy’s waist, feeling his engorged member against her drooling, desperate sex.
“I’ve given you so much since you came here, now it’s time you give me something in return~” She hummed, looking down at his surprised, flustered expression.
“W-Woah!” He exclaimed, a whimper leaving him when he felt her warm, wet sex against his twitching member. Kouta watched as she lifted herself up, making sure to line her entrance with his dripping tip.
All he could do was lay back across the couch while the old woman slammed her large hips down on his smaller ones. Her wet, eager sex wrapped around his cock, the feeling of it prompting both of them to cry out in ecstasy.
The old woman’s head shot back when she felt Kouta’s cock slip inside her. Sure, it wasn’t the largest cock, especially since he was so young, but just knowing he was inside her was enough.
Kouta’s hands shot up to her thighs, clutching onto her for dear life. His own mouth hung agape, never feeling anything like this before. He was having sex! He couldn’t believe it!
Once he was inside, she was bouncing her hips up and down, slamming them against his over and over. Her hands held onto the back of the couch behind him, keeping a tight grip on it while she rode him. Slick poured from her entrance, now trailing down his legs too. Her intense gaze focused on the boy beneath her, watching his face twist and tighten with pleasure.
It was all so much for the young man, from tasting her milk to now being ridden by the older woman, he could hardly keep up. And yet, he found himself absolutely loving it.
Hot gasps and moans left the old woman, mouth agape as sweat trailed down her buxom form. “K-Kou-chan~” She exhaled, feeling his cock twitch inside her. Every so often she could feel him thrust into her, trying his best to keep up with her.
He couldn’t say anything, too overwhelmed to say words. The only sounds leaving Kouta were his own desperate whimpers and moans. His grip on her thighs started to tighten, nails digging into her flesh. It wasn’t long before he could feel his next orgasm hit, as much as he tried to hold back.
One more bounce, and Kouta was shooting his load into her once more. He couldn’t hold back his screams, echoing across the small house. The old woman cried out as well, elated to feel the boy’s jizz shoot inside her. Her body hunched forward, her sweaty tits pressed against his face while she came too.
Soon enough, she remained perfectly still on top of him, panting hotly while she felt his cock twitching inside her. Her grip on the couch remained tight, not willing to part from the young man.
Kouta was just barely able to breathe, mostly muffled by the woman on top of him. Exhaustion ran through his body as he came down from his climax, his body going limp.
It took everything in the old woman to pull herself off of him, elated to feel his seed inside her. She pulled herself back to get a look at his flushed, exhausted face.
With a smile, she reached back to the table to grab yet another piece of mochi, this one matcha flavored. She brought it to his lips, watching as he bit into it without hesitation.
Kouta gobbled the treat up, instantly feeling his strength return once again. A few more gasps left him before he turned to face the older woman.
“What kind of mochi is that? Is it magic?”
He knew it was a dumb question, but it was one that was burning in his mind.
She just chuckled, “It’s my special recipe, Kou-chan. And we’ll need more for later~”
He watched her make her way to the kitchen, legs hanging over the edge of the couch. This was awesome! He gets to eat sweets and have sex with a hot granny!
“I’ll make some more real quick, be a good boy and stay put, okay?~” She asked, looking back at him as she stepped into the kitchen.
“Yeah, totally!” He assured, excited to have more fun with the older woman. As he waited for her, he glanced out the window. It was a little hard to see through all the trees, but he could make out how dark it was getting.
His heart sank as a sigh left him, reaching for his clothes. “Actually, I think I should get going. I told my grandpa I’d be back before night.”
“NO!!” she suddenly bolted into the living room, panicked urgency in her voice that made Kouta jump.
The older woman quickly composed herself, clearing her throat. “I-I mean, surely you can stay for just a bit longer, yes? I’m sure your grandfather wouldn’t mind, what with how kids are.” She persuaded, her soft smile returning. “I just finished a new batch of mochi.”
Kouta eyed the woman cautiously, his eyes going from her sweet face to her large, sagging, dripping breasts. Perhaps a little longer wouldn’t hurt.
“…Alright, but after this, I gotta get back home.” Kouta yielded. Hopefully when he went back, his grandpa wouldn’t be too mad.
“Oh, wonderful!” the older woman beamed before returning to the kitchen to grab another tray of mochi.
On this tray, she had sticks of sanshoku dango set out. Each stick had 3 pieces of mochi skewered through it; white, pink, green. There were around 10 sticks of it on the tray.
“Have as much as you like, Kou-chan~” the older woman beckoned, holding the tray out to him. She watched him take a skewer before biting into it.
As he expected, it tasted delicious. Not only that, but he found his body becoming more flushed and heated once more, his cock twitching and throbbing harder. Was it getting bigger?
The woman set the tray down on the table for Kouta to partake in when he desired. She then proceeded to kneel down in front of him, her face level with his impressive length.
She wasted no time in peppering it with kisses and licks, low moans leaving her. The taste and scent of the young man was filling her head and driving her wild.
Kouta finished off the first stick of dango, setting it aside while he watched and felt the old woman pleasure him.
“G-Granny, I think it’s getting bigger…” he trailed off, each throb of his member adding another bit of length to him.
“Of course it is~” she hummed with a chuckle before leaning down to run her tongue along his balls, which were also getting larger.
“That means my special recipe is working~” she assured, feeling the boy's length stop growing. Now it was larger than average for a boy his age, and perfect to satisfy her even more.
Kouta panted hotly, staring down at his larger cock, which was currently getting covered with kisses and licks from the older woman. He just laid back on the couch, letting her have her fun.
After almost a minute of her slobbering all over his cock, she finally pulled her lips away and lifted her massive, soft breasts up. She wasted no time wrapping them around his length, feeling it throb between them. It was still small enough to be a few inches from peeking out from her cleavage.
Kouta let out another pleasured whine, hands reaching down to grip the cushion he was sitting on. He could feel her chest around his cock, as well as rest on his lap, his hips bucked instinctively between her tits.
Licking her lips, the older woman began sliding herself up and down his twitching member, relishing the noises and faces the boy made. Her hands cupped her tits from the bottom, keeping them pressed together while getting Kouta off. Milk from her nipples even splashed onto Kouta every so often.
“S-So…Soft~” he exhaled, his eyes slammed shut while he arched his hips against her chest. It felt like his body was melting against hers while she pleasured him. Warm tingles ran across his body while she smashed her tits around his cock.
She couldn’t help but let out a chuckle, a smile on her wrinkled cheeks. Her hands moved her breasts faster up and down his shaft, feeling it throb and drip more between them. Pre cum pooled in her cleavage while she got the young boy off, hoping to coerce the real thing out of him. And thanks to her latest batch of treats, she’d get plenty of that from him~
Kouta’s grunts got louder and more shrill, his body tensing up as he was being brought closer to climax once more. His nails dug into the cushion, sweat running down his naked body.
“Grannyyyy!~ I’m…getting close!” He grunted, his cock throbbing faster while she moved her breasts quicker around it. His lower body began to tighten up more as he was being brought towards the edge.
“That’s right, Kou-chan! Just relax and let it all out~” She beckoned eagerly, her focus squarely on his barely visible tip between her tips. The faster it throbbed, the more pre oozed out of it until finally, she got what she wanted.
Kouta was unable to muffle himself, his head arching back as his mouth hung agape. He could feel his cock erupting with load after load between the older woman’s tits. Rope after thick rope pumped from his tip, soon filling up the valley between her tits and even hitting her in the face a couple times.
A low, pleasured hum left her when she felt the thick, warm load between her tits and on her cheeks. Her breasts continued to massage his member, making sure to milk it for all it had. She could feel it smearing between her tits as it trickled down the front of her breasts, and it still throbbed and pumped out more.
A few more seconds passed before Kouta felt his climax die down, his powerful pumps now being reduced to a trickle. His body went limp as he laid on the couch, not caring about the mess he made.
The woman above him was satisfied, not just at the feeling of Kouta’s impressive load covering her, but seeing him blissed out and content in front of her.
She couldn’t help but lean her head down to lick up some spots on her chest, a pleasured groan leaving her as the taste filled her mouth. Her own sex quivered and dripped with arousal at the powerful taste and thick texture. Surely that must have been a lot for the young boy.
After a few seconds, she pulled herself back from Kouta, watching his shaft shrink back to its original size. It hung limp from Kouta’s crotch and against his thigh. She couldn’t help but admire the sheen of his sweat-covered body, finding it adorable and enticing.
Getting to her feet, she made her way over to the nearby bathroom and began running a bath for him. The water was instantly warm as she turned it on.
She then headed back to where Kouta was, scooping the young boy into her arms before moving back to the tub. Carefully, she squatted down into the half full basin with him on her lap.
As soon as he felt the warm water he opened his eyes, collecting himself. He looked around the now steamy bathroom before looking up and seeing the older woman smiling down at him.
“Granny…” he trailed off with an exhale.
“I felt that we could both do with a bath~” She hummed before reaching for a small pitcher on the side of the tub, filling it with water, and pouring it on Kouta’s head.
He tensed for a moment at the sudden feeling, but quickly relaxed as he let the warm water run down his head and neck. That, and the feeling of the woman’s soft, warm body against him relaxed him in a way he never felt before.
She reached for a bottle of soap on the side of the tub, pouring it into her hands before reaching down to his small, smooth body. She felt his shoulders, his legs, his chest, everywhere she could reach. Occasionally he squirmed in her lap, soft hums leaving his cute lips. A pleased hum escaped her, staring down at his content expression.
“Wh-What…time is it?...” Kouta asked, trailing off as he felt the other’s hands massaging him. “I-I should…get back to my…”
“Oh, I’m so sorry, Kou-chan, it’s very late right now. I wouldn’t feel right sending you out in the dark by yourself. You should stay with me for tonight.” She assured softly, her nails lightly grazing his flesh. Her hands were now running up and down his legs.
A shiver ran up his back, followed by a soft whimper. Her touches were already getting him hard once more.
“But..m-my grandpa…”
“I’m sure he’ll understand. Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you~” she assured, leaning down to his ear. She then wrapped her fingers around his shaft, slowly stroking him off.
Kouta let out another soft whimper, head arching back against the woman’s large, soft breasts. She had been so nice this whole time, making him sweets and making him feel really good. She really was a nice lady.
“O-Okay…I guess that’s fine…” he exhaled, panting softly as he arched against her strokes.
“Don’t worry Kou-chan, as long as you’re with me, I’ll always take good care of you~” She assured before leaning down to give his cheek a kiss.
It had almost been a week since Kouta had gone missing, his grandfather making a frenzy of it ever since he didn’t show up at home on the day he went out.
He had gotten everyone in the village to look for him wherever they could, but they couldn’t find a trace of him. Even up in the woods where he told him never to play, there was no sign of him.
The other villagers told him that they would continued searching and they would tell him if they found anything, but a few days had passed and there was no update on it.
His grandfather was wrought with guilt, his head hung low as he walked through the now vacant house. As he did, he glanced into the room Kouta was staying in for the summer. He could see some clothes strewn about, and one of his video game devices he never understood sitting on the table. A small container with a Hercules beetle rested beside it. The apple inside was almost gone, he’d have to make sure to feed it later.
Moving past it, he moved to his room, sitting on the edge of the bed with a sigh. He should be doing something. He didn’t know what, but he should be doing something instead of feeling sorry for himself!
Taking a deep breath, he lifted his head up and looked to the nightstand. A picture sat on top of it that he reached for and held in front of him.
It showed an older woman carrying a baby in her arms. The last photo of his wife before she tragically lost her life years ago. It wasn’t long after this photo of her and Kouta was taken. What he’d give to taste her delicious mochi again, that’d surely perk him up.
There was a search party out in the woods again, hoping to spot something new. People were shouting Kouta’s name desperately, hoping to whatever god was watching that they would find something.
One of the men from the village managed to find something, though he wasn’t sure it was related to Kouta or not.
Across the trees, he saw what looked to be a small building isolated from the woods. There wasn’t even a path to it.
When he approached it, it was completely derelict and abandoned. It didn’t look like anyone had inhabited it in years. The wood was rotting and cobwebs and dust were littered around it.
As he cautiously circled the outside of the building, he couldn’t see anything out of the ordinary, aside from the fact that there were no paths leading toward it.
The only real thing of note that got the man’s attention before he left was something on the front porch that he thought was a little weird: a half-eaten piece of taiyaki.