Grandma's Gift

By IronBuddah

Chapter 3: Making a Bigger Mess

"Ugh! It's not fair, I'm happy to have all this yummy boy stuff on my boobs, but I'm upset about being grounded for five months." Samantha lifted one of her mounds to her mouth and licked up several droplets of my cum. "Five months is like, forever!"

"No, five months is five months," Mandy stated.

The sight of Samantha licking herself like that made me do something that was in hindsight foolish, but it seemed like a good idea, at least for a moment. I took my half hard cock, and slapped it against the round swell of one of her breasts. Even though it felt wonderful, I immediately had second thoughts about doing this in front of her mother. "Uh-oh! I probably shouldn't be doing this, should I? It feels so good though, I don't want to stop." I slapped Samantha's tit a few more times for good measure. "I guess I had better though." I was panting by the time I was done.

"Mom, come on. There has to be something I could do to reduce my sentence." Samantha whined.

"Hmm, did you like what Aaron was doing just now?"

"Yeah, it was cool. I liked how he didn't think he should be doing that in front of you, but couldn't help himself."

"In that case, I have an idea. I'll be right back."

I liked the idea of Samantha eating more of my spunk, so I put my hand under her other breast and hefted it to her mouth. She got the hint, and started licking my jizz off that tit too. We took turns shoving her tits in her face to let her try to lick off as much as she could. When it seemed like she had gotten all she could that way, I started scooping the stuff off her chest and letting her lick it off my fingers. Between feeding Samantha my semen and feeling her up some more, my cock was nicely erect again. It had never wilted beyond half hard after cumming on her with her mother watching.

"Ah good; you're hard again Aaron. That will make this go faster."

Turning to look at the teen's mother, I gasped. "Shit! Why do you have a video camera?"

"Well, that photo is nice, but I think a video of Samantha talking like a cock crazy slut will really shut my mother up for financing that ridiculous Mexican boob job."

"Mommy! That's mean," Samantha protested.

"I guess you want to be grounded for five months then."

"No, but..."

"No buts. You can make this video or you can be grounded."

Samantha sighed, "Alright, what am I doing?"

Handing her daughter a bottle of baby oil from the cabinet, Mandy explained. "Aaron is going to tit fuck you. That should be fine the way you liked him slapping your boobs with his cock, right?"

Samantha nodded and Mandy continued, "And while you're doing it, you are going to say nasty things."

"Like what?"

"Things like: 'Now that I've got these big fake knockers, I just love having guys rub their dick between them until they spray my face with big globs of cum!' or 'Look Grandma! This guy doesn't even know who I am, and look what I got him to do!' Think you can handle that?"

"Yeah, I guess. Anything else?"

"Yeah, when you refer to your chest, don't use boobs or breasts, use slang terms like tits, knockers, and jugs. Now rub oil all over them so they're nice and slippery for Aaron."

Samantha got about a nickel sized pool of oil on her palm and started rubbing it into her chest, but it didn't go far with as much flesh as she had to coat. She kept putting a little oil in her hands, then lubing up a little more of her rack. "Let me practice. Hi Grandma. I'm making this video so you'll know how much I like the present you got me in Mexico. I'm rubbing baby oil into my watermelons so that they'll stay nice and soft."

"That was actually pretty good." Samantha's mother commented. "Say that again once I get the camera turned on."

Samantha repeated her statement, and her breasts were starting to become shiny. Her incredible mounds were looking more enticing than ever. "Can I help?" I asked.

"Hear that Grandma? I don't even have to do this for myself. I've always got guys volunteering to help me out. I don't even know what this dude's name is. Isn't it nice of him to offer to help me oil up the big knockers you bought me? Let's see how he does? Am I being nasty enough Mom?"

"Wait Aaron, don't start yet! Samantha, don't ask me questions like that. Just keep talking to the camera. I'm going to have to edit that part out. Say something about him helping you out again, and remember you don't know Aaron's name."

"Sure mister. I bet you'll be able to cover my big tits with oil much faster than I can with my little hands." Samantha poured a generous glob of oil into my outstretched hands. She poured so much that some of it dribbled down onto the bath mat even before I began to massage her breasts with the baby oil. It felt so good to rub her fake rack when it was all slippery with the baby oil. "Wow! Look at that Grandma. My boo...um..."

"Bolt ons!" I whispered.

"My Mexican bolt ons are getting all shiny now that this stranger is using his big hands. Guess what, it even feels better than when I do this for myself. It must feel good for him too. My jugs are completely coated with oil, but he keeps rubbing them and squeezing them."

Mandy spoke. "Hold on a second. She was fanning herself with her hand. Samantha, where did you learn to talk like that?"

"Talk like what?"

"I know I told you I wanted you to say nasty things, but damn!"

"I'm just describing what's going on and trying to add things that would make you mad if I were really doing this with someone I had never met."

"Keep it up. I'll be able to shut my mother up for years with this video!"

Leering at Samantha's shiny rack, I asked. "Can we skip to the tit fucking? I don't know how much more of this I can take."

"Sure, let me get an old towel on the floor. You two are getting oil everywhere."

I slotted my rock hard cock in the valley of Samantha's cleavage. Sliding my dick between her oil slick breasts felt incredible. "Oh man, I could get used to doing this!" I moaned.

"Don't get too used to it." Mandy warned. "After what I've seen tonight, I'm going to be padlocking Samantha's clothes to her body. I'm about to start the video back up, so let Samantha do the talking."

"Oh hi Grandma! We're back with more video of how I'm enjoying your gift. Now you might look at this and say that this nameless guy is enjoying your gift. Well, I'm sure he is, but in just a few minutes, I'm going to have his yummy stuff all over my face! I didn't even know I liked it before the trip to Mexico, but now I've got all sorts of guys trying to give it to me for all sorts of reasons. Take this guy for example. He thought that this was a good way for me to pay him back for his help with keeping my torpedoes properly lubricated."

"Now my torpedo is properly lubricated," I grunted.

"Aaron said something. Should we stop?" Samantha asked.

Mandy replied, "No, I'll just edit that out. Keep going."

Samantha took a deep breath and went on. "This guy has got a pretty decent sized wiener, don't you think Grandma? I bet though, that you won't even be able to see it once I squeeze my tits together, like this."

The pressure on my cock increased as Samantha put her hands on the outsides of her big jugs and pushed them together. I naturally responded by humping harder into her breasts. The slipperiness of the oil and the softness of her breasts made me want to jam my dick at her tits with increasing speed.

"Oh, would you look at that Grandma? He really likes that, but I don't see the head of his cock at all. Maybe I shouldn't squeeze so tight if I want to get that face full of goo I'm craving!" Samantha allowed her hands to relax.

"No!" I gasped. I grabbed her tits and held them together for my urgent tit fucking. "Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" I was grunting loudly in time with my thrusting. "I'll...I'll make sure you get all my jizz right in your mouth if you want it that badly you cock crazy slut!" I knew Mandy had asked Samantha to do all the talking, but I couldn't really keep anything in my head but how wonderful my dick felt between the surgically enhanced globes of a fourteen year old girl.

"That's another great thing about your gift Grandma. I don't even know this guy's name, and he's willing to make sure that when it's time for him to let loose, that he does it right in my mouth. It's not just him. It seems like every guy I meet wants to be nice to me."

"It's time girl! It's time for your semen milkshake!" I screamed. I fisted my pulsating shaft and started jerking my slippery rod in the direction of Samantha's mouth. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth like I was a doctor who had just asked her to open up and say ahhh. My ejaculation started almost immediately, and the first shot was a rope of cum that went right into Samantha's mouth. I felt like a porn start at that moment. However, I don't know if I was too excited to maintain my aim, or if I just wasn't used to beating off with an oil slick shaft. Whatever the reason, I was jerking my cock so wildly, cum started flying everywhere.

To my credit, most of it did end up on Samantha's face, but both of us ended up with droplets of semen all over our bodies. I heard Mandy squeal as some of it landed on her, and I would later learn that I drop of jizz landed on the lens of the video camera. The final few seconds of the video kind of looked like something shot on location of a powerful thunderstorm after the TV camera gets wet. Once I stopped cumming, Mandy panned the video camera around the bathroom documenting all the places my cum had ended up. It was on the mirrors, the toilet, the shower curtain, the cabinets, but most of all on Samantha. Her face was a mess.

Samantha made an exaggerated swallowing motion. No doubt she had just drunk some of my jizz. "Mmm, that's good stuff!" Opening her eyes, Samantha added, "Goodness, I've got quite a mess to clean up." Wiping her face off and licking her fingers, Samantha noticed the glob of jizz on the video camera lens. "Oops, missed a spot." Samantha licked the camera lens. "I just can't seem to get enough of this goo. Thanks again Grandma!"

"Samantha! Was that really necessary? It's going to be hard to get that camera lens clean."

"It was going to be hard to clean anyway. Some of Aaron's stuff landed on it."

"Oh." Then giggling, Mandy added. "That last little bit was really good. It will have my mother seeing red, tee hee hee! OK you two, into the shower to get all that oil washed off. I don't want you dripping it or other nameless substances throughout the house."