It was the night of Christmas Eve. In all houses, a grand Christmas was celebrated with good food, large families and loads of presents., Santa Claus and warm and safe coziness.

At least that's what Annette thought. Everyone had a perfect Christmas.

Everyone except her and Kevin.

Fifteen-year-old Kevin had been living with Annette for a month now while Maria was in hospital. Maria was Kevin's mother and Annette's best friend since school.

When Maria got an infection and had to be hospitalized, it was obvious that Kevin would live with Annette. He had done that countless times since he was a little brat. Annette was still his godmother, and he was her godson.

The idea was that it would only be a week or so. But the infection took hold, and Maria, contrary to expectations, stayed over the Christmas holiday. Annette did not mind that in and of itself. It was nice not to celebrate Christmas alone, she still had no one to celebrate it with. She hadn't had a boyfriend since a year ago, and she had never even thought about having children, even though she turned thirty-six...

Now, as I said, it was Christmas Eve, and Annette had wanted to give Kevin something really nice as a Christmas present, as compensation for not being able to celebrate with his mother. But it had been a rough autumn, there weren't as many sessions at the nursing home as she had hoped. After rent and food and other necessities, the account did not allow her to splurge on extravagances. What would she do?

She and Kevin had seen Donald Duck while eating a late Christmas lunch: Christmas ham, meatballs and potatoes, and Christmas must to go with it.

Kevin had been happy when she gave him the only Christmas present she had managed to buy down at the press office on the way home from the bus: a gift card for H&M. But she noticed that it wasn't really what he wanted. Did fifteen year olds even shop at H&M?

After dinner he had gone into the guest room he was allowed to stay in and closed the door. He was sitting in front of the computer, probably more interested in chatting with friends than spending time with her. Perhaps it wasn't so strange, after all, he had become both bigger and more grown up, and had other interests than what she could offer. It was fun that he still stayed at home.

This is how Annette sat now and didn't know what to do. She had wanted to do more for Kevin. Actually, maybe it wasn't for him that she wanted to do things, but for Maria. She wanted everything to be fine, that her friend could trust that nothing was missing from her son on Christmas Eve. She had wanted to give him so much more, wanted to be able to say with a clear conscience that Kevin had indeed had a magnificent and perfect Christmas Eve. But right now it was far from it. Imperfect, pathetic, poor, that's how Christmas Eve had been until now.

If only she had something more. Something nice, something to give to Kevin that he could be really happy about. But she had nothing. Nothing that was something to give away as a Christmas present anyway.

Her gaze left the television and searched unsearched down to her own body.

She was wearing a tight blouse, and before she knew it her thoughts had started to wander in a completely different direction. Because she certainly had something she was proud of.

Although she was small and thin, she had a pair of fantastic giant breasts, significantly larger than most women. They kissed in a startling way when she was wearing tight clothes, like now. She was 65G in bra size, so her breasts were quite oversized for her small body hut. It would only be possible to hide the breasts if she put on a potato sack, in all other clothes they were clearly visible.

Hardly a day went by without men glaring and whispering and sometimes even "happening" to touch them if they were really perky. Annette didn't mind the attention too much, all people liked to have something that made them a little special. Too bad she didn't have something as nice as her breasts to give Kevin. Because they couldn't give it away as a Christmas present.

Or – could she?

Suddenly, a little bastard came into her.

What if she let Kevin play with her heavy giant breasts? She could almost promise it would be a gift he would remember forever. He had become a handsome young man. She assumed he had the same needs as other boys of that age. He would probably even have done him a favor, to initiate him into the adult world.

But then she thought again.

What kind of perverted ideas was she sitting here coming up with? It must be because she hasn't had sex in over a year. She was starved for cock, it was that simple. But mixing Kevin into the equation was not the right way to go. Give away your breasts for Christmas? And also to Kevin, Maria's son? Please! It didn't work. They knew each other too well, he was like a son to her.

Stupid idea, get it out of your head, yeah.

She tried to concentrate on the Christmas host who was currently saying something wise between two programs. But the idea did not want to leave her. Give Kevin her giant breasts for Christmas. He would probably love it. What youngster wouldn't? And what could it lead to? It was an exciting question she wanted an answer to.

After some more thinking, as she got used to the idea, it made perfect sense. Kevin was a really sweet boy, dark-haired and velvet-eyed. He had always been cute, and now that he had reached puberty he had acquired something masculine about him, becoming well-built and more muscular in his body.

Giving herself, her female forms, to him could actually be good in several ways. Partly because he got a Christmas present. Then it could lead to him becoming a little more confident when it came to girls, Maria had talked about how shy he was.

Plus Annette actually longed for a man. She masturbated quite often - sex was nice! - but as I said, she hadn't had sex in over a year.

After even more thought, she figured she would! It had to make or break. Then if Kevin didn't want to, he'd have to say no, and she'd be able to say she was joking, and they'd forget it ever happened. Maria would never know.

Okay, now that she's decided: how would she go about it in practical terms? She could hardly just walk into the room and offer herself up as a whore. No, it had to be done in a slightly relaxed and fun way, then it could be full of pleasure and, by extension, exciting.

Annette got up and went out into the hall and into her bedroom as she spied. She saw herself in the mirror. Her nipples were so stiff that they were visible through both bra and blouse. Oops, she must have already gotten a little horny just thinking about this.

On the bed lay the large brown blanket folded at the foot end. It gave her the perfect idea.

She walked over and listened outside Kevin's room. There was sound from the computer. He must have been watching some action movie. On light feet she slipped into her bedroom and undressed everything so that she was sprawled leaping naked. She looked in the mirror. Mmm, now that she saw herself, the small fit body with the oversized plump breasts, it gave her even more confidence. No man could say no to this, right?

Annette took the blanket with her and nimbly slipped out into the living room. On the sofa she spread it out and sat on it. She leaned back and pulled her parted legs up to her shoulders. She was thirty-six years old, but still lithe as in her teens. With her legs up and maximally apart, her well-groomed pussy was wide open, and the large breasts bulged like two round footballs pressed together by the drawn thighs. In this slightly exposed body position, she began to fold the blanket over her from all sides until she was completely covered and hidden.

Annette took a few deep breaths. There was still time to blow this off. She could regret it, go back to the bedroom and get dressed and then watch TV again.

But she didn't want to blow off. She wanted to do this, wanted to give Kevin a Christmas present to remember. She felt her pussy with a finger. It was completely dung-soaked with cow juices. And the nipples stood like two stiff strawberries.

“Kevin!” she called.

When she got no answer, she gaped at the blanket and called out again.

“Kevin! Come out for a while!”

Now she heard him scraping his chair and getting up from the desk. Five steps, then the door opened and she heard his steps as he entered the dark living room.

“Yes, Aunt Annette, what is it…”

Kevin stopped when he caught sight of her where she was sitting hidden wrapped in the blanket.

"Santa Claus was here before," Annette said from inside the blanket package. “He said you didn't get enough Christmas presents. So he asked me to say he left your real Christmas present on the couch.”

"But then, Aunt Annette ... Are you playing hide and seek, or what?" Kevin hadn't understood anything yet.

"He said you should open the package in a certain order," Annette said under the blanket.

"What order?" Kevin said.

Annette felt some hesitation now. What if Kevin would just laugh or think she was embarrassing anyway. But it was too late to back out. It was just a matter of driving on and hoping for the best.

"You should start by folding away the two flaps on the sides. You can take both at the same time or one at a time,” said Annette.

"Okay, I don't really understand, but I guess I will then."

Kevin knelt down in front of the couch. He carefully took one flap, the right one, and folded it away. Then he became completely silent. Because he had seen Annette's one bare breast. It was the only thing visible from the otherwise well-wrapped blanket package, a bare breast that bulged impressively large, with a stiff nipple pointing straight at him.

"Take ... take the other tab now," said Annette under the blanket. She saw nothing and wondered how Kevin reacted since he didn't say anything.

Kevin pulled back the other flap, exposing breast number two.

“What…what is this?” He sounded very dry in the throat.

"These are your Christmas presents," said Annette. "You can do exactly what you want with them, because you can do that with your Christmas presents."

"What I want?" Kevin said. He stared wide-eyed at Annette's chest.

They were so huge. He had only seen such large breasts in porn videos online. No one else he knew had such big breasts, no one except Aunt Annette. And now he had them exposed before him.

“Yes, exactly what you want. If you want to touch them, you can. If you want to taste them, you will have it,” said Annette, who hoped he would. She even longed for it. It was warm here under the blanket, but she hardly noticed, she was so horny now.

"But ... you are Aunt Annette, after all. What would mom say?”

"I'm not going to gossip unless you do," said Annette in an unsteady voice. "Feel them now. You can do what you want with them.”

Kevin took a deep breath. Then he placed both hands gently on the huge hills.

Oh, they were so soft and round and plump. And BIG! There was no way he could fit a breast in one hand. He had to use both hands to hold a tit, and still it wasn't enough. And then the nipples. They were like two thimbles pointing at him, and the warts were two large dark circles.

Annette sighed in pleasure as she felt Kevin finally take her large breasts. She couldn't see anything because she was leaning back, wrapped in the baggy blanket. Only her squished melons were out in the open, they were the only thing Kevin saw.

He moved awkwardly at first, but it wasn't so strange, he was well above. In a little while he would surely get better.

"Oh, how nice it is when you massage my breasts," said Annette.

“They are so big, Aunt Annette. They usually look big in your jerseys, but they look a lot bigger like this.”

"I usually try to hide them with loose clothes, otherwise all the men stare. But now I want you to see them, to play with them and massage them. Ooh, it feels so good when you play with them.”

"May I taste, Aunt Annette?"

“Of course you will. Taste and suck just as much as you want, it's your Christmas presents.”

Kevin leaned forward so he could suck on the stiff nipples.

“Oh, my darling!” quipped Annette. She felt such affection for Kevin now, he was her godson after all, her little darling. "It's so nice when you suck, the breasts are so sensitive."

“Yes, they are good. Your huge breasts are so soft and round, and the nipples are like teats that you can suck on as much as you want.”

"I want it. I want you to breastfeed as much as you want,” said Annette. "This is your Christmas present, you should treat it exactly as you want."

Kevin took a nipple in his mouth and began sucking voraciously. Pressed his face against the giant chest and sucked like he was a baby that wanted food.

So they sat for a while in the spartanly furnished living room. The TV was on at low volume. The sofa was old but soft and wide like a bed. Kevin massaged Aunt Annette's breasts and sucked on the teats, and Annette moaned and enjoyed the treatment she was receiving. It had been a long time since she had a man, and now was the time. She longed for cock.

“Kevin. Santa said something more.”

Kevin released his chest with a pop and straightened up. But his fists were still on the soft hills.

"There's one more package for you," said Annette.

“Another package? What is that?"

"If you fold away the bottom tab, the main gift is there."

Now Kevin released his chest. She looked at the blanket that Annette was wrapped in. At the bottom, there was indeed a flap that was folded up. He gently pulled down the tip of the tab.

He had probably guessed it, but still wasn't prepared for what he saw down there.

It was Annette's exposed pussy. And it wasn't just bare, it was gaping because the thighs were parted almost like a spade, which made the labia open so much that you could see the pink walls of the pussy inside. In the light from the TV, it glistened around the pussy because Annette was so horny that juices flowed out of her.

"Is it mine too?" Kevin asked reverently.

"Yes," said Annette. "Just yours."

Kevin looked at the pussy and at the exposed melons. Otherwise, Annette was not visible at all because she was wrapped in the blanket. She was hidden as if she wasn't in the room, and that was exactly how she had planned it. She wanted to give Kevin her amazing breasts which were probably the most beautiful breasts of this size in Stockholm and maybe even in all of Sweden. Any man in the world would surely want this Christmas present. But it was Annette's beloved godson who got it.

"Can I do whatever I want with it?" Kevin asked.

"Whatever you want. And I think you understand that I want too, because otherwise I wouldn't have offered you this Christmas present. Aunt Annette probably understands what you're thinking right now, and I want you to do exactly that.”

"But do we get it?"

“Kevin, think of it as if I'm not here. Santa Claus was here with some presents for you, and now you are going to play with the presents. Aunt Annette is not here, the only thing in the room is what you see outside the blanket. What you then do with your gifts no one needs to know.”

"Okay. But you can't talk, Aunt Annette,” said Kevin. "If you don't talk, you don't exist."

Annette understood what he meant. If she talked to him, she was there, and then the illusion was destroyed. If she was silent, she was just the gift, nothing else.

"Aunt Annette must be very quiet," said Annette. "From now on I won't say anything, so you can concentrate on your Christmas presents."

For a few seconds there was silence outside the blanket. Annette sat there without seeing or hearing, doubled over in her rather uncomfortable position. Then she heard the sound of him starting to unbuckle his belt, followed by the zipper of his jeans being pulled down. And then it hit her – she had no idea what he looked like down there.

When Kevin was little, he had always had the biggest dick in kindergarten, Maria had told me that in confidence. However, Annette did not know more than that.

Now she heard him kick off his jeans and throw away his underpants. Then he knelt down again in front of her.

A rhythmic sound made Annette understand that he was probably masturbating his cock right now. He probably stared at her as he stiffened. God, what an arousing thought, she was a sex object for her godson. She had transformed from Aunt Annette into the ultimate porn dream: two bare giant breasts and a fuckable pussy.

"Now Aunt Annette, now I'm hard," Kevin was heard in a mushy voice. "Now I want to feel ... down there."

Annette wanted to answer something, wanted to say how much she wanted him to feel her. But she kept quiet, not wanting to spoil the moment. So she curled up under the blanket, ready for treatment.

Kevin was kneeling in front of his godmother on the couch. He had stripped to his lower body, wearing only his shirt and socks. He stared as if bewitched at Aunt Annette's exposed large breasts. They were pressed together by her thighs so that they bulged like two footballs on her stomach. Aunt Annette was incomprehensible and persistent, he couldn't believe that she could sit like that for so long. The backward leaning position meant that the pussy was maximally expanded. Under the pussy he could see the tail hole between the parted buttocks.

God then, he shuddered at the fantastic sight. Two huge porn breasts, a shaved and widened pussy and a bare butthole. And it was all his own godmother! The rest of Aunt Annette - arms and legs and head - was hidden under the blanket, not seen and not heard. His own beautiful and voluptuous godmother had been turned into a sex toy that he could do whatever he wanted with.

With one fist, he held his stake stiff by jerking lightly. With the other hand he caressed and kneaded the big breasts for a little while, they were so amazing. They made him horny and rock hard. After a little while he put his index and middle finger right against the pussy. With his fingertips he gaped at the labia, looking into all the pink that was inside. He heard Aunt Annette sigh. She probably enjoyed it as much as he did. But he was a virgin, had only seen pussies and breasts in pictures, so he was a little unsure of how to proceed. He wanted to ask how Aunt Annette wanted it, but he had asked her to be quiet, so he had to improvise.

Carefully he inserted two fingers. Oh, it was very slippery in there, and he felt the walls of his pussy closing tightly around his fingers. He pushed them in until it stopped against his knuckles. Then he pulled them out again. And then in, and out again. In, out, in, out. In no time at all he felt that he understood how it would be done. It felt just right to be in the wet pussy.

He bent forward and sucked on one nipple.

It was so good, so very good to have Aunt Annette's teat in my mouth. It was like coming home, exactly where he always wanted to be, so safe and cozy and exciting. He always wanted to do it, every single day starting today.

He smacking and sucking while tugging Aunt Annette's pussy, now with three fingers. In and out they went while he pressed his face against the huge bombs. All the while he heard how Aunt Annette was breathing heavily from his treatment, but she was good and said nothing.

Annette curled up under the blanket like a sex package and just enjoyed her godson's treatment. He had several fingers driven into her to the knuckles, while at the same time he sucked on her sensitive nipples. She had always had sensitive breasts, it might even come off just from a lover sucking and massaging them.

Now Kevin was treating her breasts so well that it was not impossible that she would come soon. He was good at taking care of her body, above and a bit clumsy, but that was understandable. Soon enough, the hand grips would fit naturally.

But then suddenly it stopped. He pulled his hand out and stopped sucking. For a second she was afraid that it was over now. But then she realized that this was probably when it started.

She was so horny she barely knew her name. Her entire abdomen was on fire, her breasts were so sensitive that every touch brought her a little closer to a first orgasm.

And then she felt it. Something round and considerably larger than a finger was placed against the gap between her labia, straight towards the hole into her abdomen.

“Now, Aunt Annette. Now I'm ready to use my nice Christmas present,” he said devoutly.

And then he started pushing.

Annette took a deep breath. She was as ready as a woman could be.

She felt her labia dilate as Kevin's began to insert his glans. She expected a small boy cock, but to her surprise, her labia were pushed apart as if someone had tried to stuff a peach into her abdomen. It was so big!

He pushed, and in some intuitive way he understood that he had to constantly pull out and then push a little harder. He slowly jerked his big boy cock, and the wetness in his pussy caused him to get a little further in with each thrust.

Annette wanted to look, she wanted to hold and feel the fence, because it was so rough. Kevin jerked and pushed, getting his cock further and further into her. But still it never ended, there always seemed to be another centimeter. He was only fifteen, but had a cock that would make any grown man proud.

After a little while, he had come in about a decimeter, as far as Annette could tell. She felt how the big glans was somewhere a little way up in her abdomen, and how the shaft of the cock widened the pussy mouth. He jerked tenderly and gently, pushing his stake up into her a little bit at a time.

She wanted to scream at him to start fucking now, to start thrusting hard. But he took it slow and careful, as if he didn't want to break her. Her pussy could be fucked hard she wanted to say, you could fuck her just as hard and as long as you wanted, the pussy loved being fucked. But it was like he was doing it on purpose, trying to drive her crazy by holding back and NOT starting to fuck her.

The amazing thing was that it didn't run out of stakes. When she thought he couldn't take any more, he fed her another centimeter. And he was rough! She felt the rod's shaft push her cunt apart as if he had stuck a rolling pin between her legs, a muscular rolling pin that pulsed with a throbbing horniness.

Her godson was pure John Holmes! There were periods when she would google around and masturbate to John Holmes movies. It made her uncontrollably horny to see that meat monster expanding women's pussies and mouths. Imagine if she knew that she had a boy in her immediate vicinity with exactly the same substantial organ in his pants.

"So nice, Aunt Annette," Kevin moaned. "It's so nice to be inside you. You are so tight.”

Annette was about to come off the godson's words. She had never considered herself tight, but with the godson's giant cock, she was actually tight.

She wanted to respond, to say how much she loved his cock, to have it inside her and feel it expand her so that she almost split in half. But she kept quiet, knowing her role as Christmas present and fuck doll.

He continued to jog slowly, certainly not in a hurry, probably wanting to stretch out his Christmas present as much as possible. And now she felt him reach a critical point. He was clearly not fully inside, but his glans had begun to tap against the cervix, the entrance to her uterus. God, how was this going to go? Had he reached her bottom? Or would he go even further? She had masturbated with long things before, but always stopped at the cervix.

Kevin nodded, apparently unaware of how far up inside her he actually got.

Would she speak up? No, they had an agreement, she wouldn't say anything, it could ruin everything. So she kept quiet and let him press on.

And press on he did. He had to take in a little extra now that he had reached her other gate. How lucky she was ovulating right now. Normally, the cervix was hard and closed, but during ovulation it was, on the contrary, soft and open. Now she was moaning from the strain as the glans was slowly, slowly pushed right through the tiny opening.

And then. Unprepared for it, she came into a resounding orgasm that sent her shaking in an overwhelming convulsion. Being penetrated straight through the cervix had given her a shock stimulation she didn't know existed.

"Is that all right, Aunt Annette?" Kevin was heard worried.

He had noticed that something was happening.

"Oh god y-yeah," Annette stammered under the blanket. "You just surprised me with your ... big cock."

"Does it hurt? I know it is big.”

"No the opposite. Keep going please, keep fucking Aunt Annette. I'll be quiet."

Kevin kept pushing, and he came up a little bit more, and now Annette felt her uterus definitely strung up on the stake. Then finally her beloved godson reached all the way to the root so that their lower bodies met.

Then he pulled the stake halfway out and started fucking in earnest.

Kevin looked down at his big and rough stake, watching it widen Aunt Annette's juicy pussy lips as it slid in and out. It was so amazingly nice to stand here on my knees in front of her exposed body, to pump the rod in and out of her tight abdomen and watch her huge teats to breasts rock with the thrusts. Aunt Annette was a porn dream, every single one of his friends would have been jealous that he got to fuck a woman like this. He had wanted to get the phone, took pictures of his big stake fucking the perky milf body as proof. But no photos could have done the feeling justice.

He grabbed Aunt Annette's melons and kneaded them while prodding with the stake. She was so tight, and when he was deep inside, he felt how it became extra tight around the glans, as if he ended up in an extra tight pocket along the inside. So he left the stake at the very end and just nodded. Oh, how wonderfully tight it was to fuck Aunt Annette. And she seemed to enjoy how much she moaned too. He tried not to think of her as Aunt Annette, Mom's best friend who he hung out with on a daily basis. He just wanted her to be a fuck doll he got for Christmas.

Annette moaned and whimpered. Her big cocked godson was obviously taken by the sensational feeling of fucking her womb. He kept his glans all the way in there and just thrust and thrust and thrust, and she thought she was going crazy.

Here she was, fucking her best friend's son, and just that one forbidden thought made her super horny. But that he also had a bigger cock than any man she had ever fucked, it was too amazing to be true. This was truly the best Christmas present she could have given Kevin. And at the same time, the godson's rock-hard bull stake was the best Christmas present she had ever received herself.

She was bundled up, literally like a fucking package, and it was probably the most uncomfortable position she'd ever fucked in. But she hardly noticed because she was hornier than she'd ever been.

Kevin thrust and fucked her pussy as thoroughly as any woman could wish for. Pressing his male body against her, making her feel both depressed and fulfilled, she reached her second orgasm. This time she just couldn't keep quiet, but screamed and moaned as her body shook in uncontrollable spasms.

Kevin flinched when Aunt Annette screamed. He had the stake deeply buried in her when it happened, and then he felt her entire pussy tighten around the shaft. God it was crowded and nice it was!

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"Mmm", answered Annette, she didn't want to say more.

"It's so nice," said Kevin. "When you squeezed like that, you hugged the fence, and then it turned out great."

It took a few seconds, then Aunt Annette answered. She seemed unable to contain herself any longer, but began to speak. And that was okay, now Kevin wanted her to.

"It was because you made Aunt Annette come," she gasped. "You make it so amazingly nice for me."

When Kevin understood that everything was as it should be, he continued. Increasing his pace, he drove his huge stake into his godmother's abdomen. The physical exertion made him sweat profusely.

"It's so wonderful to have you inside me, Kevin," Annette moaned. "I love having your big stake up my body. It is so big, so very big.”

Kevin fucked like a real man, a horny man who had just the kind of giant cock that every woman wants.

“I know it's big, Aunt Annette. Do you think it is too big?”

“No, it's absolutely perfect. Aunt Annette has never fucked with such a big stake before. I love it. I've had a few boyfriends who had pretty big dicks, and I loved fucking them. But you have an even bigger cock. Aunt Annette loves her little godson's giant cock.”

Now she pryed her hands out into the open. With a firm grip, she grasped her nipples to her chest and began massaging and kneading and rolling them around in front of Kevin.

“Do you like Aunt Annette's breasts, Kevin? Do you like how big they are?”

Kevin fucked and watched as Annette rolled her breasts and pinched her nipples.

“Yes, you have the biggest and most beautiful breasts in the world. I've always loved looking at them without their clothes on, and I usually jerk off thinking about them. When we were at the swimming pool last Christmas break and you were only wearing a bikini, I actually jerked off and came in the pool when I looked at you."

"Did you jerk off in the pool?"

"Yes, you made me so horny then that it was over in thirty seconds."

"Oh really? Was it when I wore the red bikini that is a little too small? I know you can feel the warts over the edge when I have it on, and the breasts are pressed together.”

“Yes, it was that one.”

"Did you squirt sperm into the pool water then? So that other people could wear it.”

"Yes. It was a little silly, but I was so turned on by your heavy breasts. I got the cock out of my pant leg and jerked off and squirted in the water. You've always been my favorite jerk object, better than any girl on the net.”

Annette enjoyed Kevin's dirty talk. The fact that he was so horny for his own godmother turned her on even more. Her godson saw her as a sex object. Yes, this really was the perfect Christmas present. She moaned with exertion as Kevin was re-energized by the memory of the bathhouse.

“Oh oh, fuck Kevin. Fuck Aunt Annette with your giant cock. You have such a wonderful cock, almost like you're fucking me with your arm. You have a cock like a horse. Aunt Annette loves to have your giant cock at the top of her womb.”

“I love you, Aunt Annette. I love you and always want to fuck you. I want to suck on your huge tits and fuck with you every single day. Please tell me I can use my Christmas present every single day for the rest of my life.”

Annette just lay there and accepted now, letting her godson run her over with his meat stake.

“Yes, oh yes, Kevin, you will. I want it. I want you to open my blouses and dressing gown and reveal my big breasts when you live here or come to visit. And you have to unbutton my pants and pull up my skirts and feel my wet pussy. Every day you have to do it, Aunt Annette loves that you take liberties and do what you want with my body.”

"You have such a sexy body, Aunt Annette. It's so wonderful to paw and caress and feel your body, to knead your giant breasts and insert the fingers and stakes into your pussy.”

Annette moaned and panted. She still had her head hidden under the blanket, they hadn't looked at each other the entire act, she had just been a fuck doll. But now she pulled back the blanket and finally got to see her sexy godson. And Kevin loved seeing beautiful Aunt Annette, seeing all of her while he fucked her.

Annette caressed her hands under Kevin's shirt, felt his muscular youthful chest. Then the hands wandered down and grasped the root of the huge young cock.

“Oh, honey. What a big cock you have, like on a horse. Oh fuck Aunt Annette all you can, I want to be fucked really hard!”

When she reached down, her breasts bulged almost unreal between her arms. Kevin glared at them. Aunt Annette was so damn sexy, so cute and petite and at the same time with such oversized giant tits. He was fucking like a steam locomotive now, thrusting as deep as he ever could, was the furthest into the tight space inside the pussy.

"Oh, you're fucking my uterus," Annette moaned. "You get so unreal deep. It's so nice, so crazy nice, ohh, Aunt Annette is coming. Ooh my love, you're making Aunt Annette come one more time, oooohhhh…”

Annette shook off a third orgasm. This one was stronger than the others, because now she got full stimulation when she also got to see Kevin and his giant cock. The pussy contracted in improbable spasms.

Aunt Annette's orgasm tightened something incredible about Kevin's rough shaft. And it also made him not only approach the threshold of orgasm, but fall right over it.

While Annette was still shaking like an uncontrollable fucking package, the big bull cock started to spasm like a flexing bicep. And then Kevin came too.

He pushed the stake into the root and started spraying.

Somewhere in the mists of orgasm, Annette perceived how her godson was also coming. So she wrapped her arms around him, holding him in there as she pressed him against her. She got one nipple between his lips as she felt his big young cock spasm inside her. Oh, so wonderful, he was both her little suckling boy and her big cocked lover at the same time.

Kevin squirted and squirted like a fire hose into Aunt Annette. While he was sucking on her big tit, he came into the most intense orgasm he had ever felt in his fifteen year life.

"Ooooohhh, Aunt Annette, ooooohhh, I'm coming inside you, I'm squirting inside you. Do you feel how I squirt in your pussy?”

"Yes, Aunt Annette knows. Come on. Come inside me. Come my beloved boy, squirt my pussy full”.

Annette could really feel every shift as her godson's giant cock squirted her womb full of potent cum sauce. How the muscular cock shaft tensed and tensed again and again as a new stream of seed flowed out through the peach glans eye.

“Aunt Annette, oh, I love to fuck and cum in you. So nice to squirt your pussy full.”

Annette hugged her godson, caressed his head as he sucked on her large breasts and continued to squirt her pussy bursting with cum.

“Squirt on. Empty yourself into Aunt Annette. I love it so much. So nice to be filled with your sauce. I want you to do it often. You can fuck and empty yourself in Aunt Annette as often as you want. Aunt Annette loves your horse cock and your generous sets. So nice to fuck with his godson's cock which is so big and makes me enjoy and cum more than ever."

Finally the hurricane of orgasm subsided. Aunt Annette's pussy had stopped spasming, and Kevin was able to slowly pry the glans out of her uterus and pull the stake out of her pussy. Annette was amazed at how big it still was even in its half-slaughtered state. She gave her godson a soft kiss on the sweaty forehead. He had worked so well and made it so nice for her.

When she saw the twinkle in Kevin's eyes, she understood that this was the best Christmas present he could have received. And when she thought about it, a giant young cock was probably the best Christmas present she could wish for, too.