A few weeks later

It had been a couple of weeks now since Anne had been secretly giving Jim supplements to increase Jim’s testicles size and his sperms thickness and the volume amount when he ejaculates. She started to noticed it was working as she watched Jim take his morning shower his testicles looked bigger in his ball sack as they hung tight underneath his cock stretching his ball sack skin tight. but the taut swell beneath his cock was undeniable - his scrotum stretched smooth and heavy like overfilled water balloons. Anne bit her lip as she imagined them releasing his sprem as he ejaculated pumping his sprem up his thick shaft before shooting it all over her.

They felt bigger and fuller in her hands when she sucked his cock. His loads were huge by volume when he cum shooting his load all over her face and tits. Jim had no clue what Anne was doing to him.

Jim turned toward the mirror, towel slung low around his hips as water droplets glistened on his chest. He cupped himself absentmindedly, fingers pressing into the swollen weight of his sac. "Hey Anne?" His voice was casual but his brow furrowed slightly. "Do my balls look bigger to you?" He spread his legs wider, the towel slipping as he tilted his hips forward. The steamy mirror fogged around his reflection, but the taut swell beneath his cock was undeniable - his scrotum stretched smooth and heavy like overfilled water balloons. Anne bit her lip as she watched his thick fingers knead the distended flesh, the veins standing proud beneath skin pulled drum-tight.

Anne walked over to him and grabbed his balls in her hands as she got down on her knees. No honey they just look full to me as Anne's fingers curled around the hot, swollen weight of him as she sank to her knees, her thumbs tracing the thick veins pulsing beneath stretched skin. Jim groaned as her tongue swirled around his cockhead, the wet heat of her mouth enveloping him inch by inch while her palms cradled his distended sac. She could feel the dense load churning inside him, the taut skin twitching against her fingertips as precum flooded her tongue. His hips jerked when she sucked hard, her nails lightly scraping the hypersensitive flesh of his overfilled balls—now so engorged they pressed flush against the base of his shaft.

"No honey, they just look full to me," Anne purred, her breath hot against Jim's glistening skin as she took his throbbing cock back into her mouth with a wet, hungry slurp. Her tongue swirled around the swollen head, lapping at the pearly beads of precum already leaking from his slit while her fingers kneaded the impossibly tight sac beneath. Jim gasped, his thighs trembling as her other hand slid up his stomach, nails scraping lightly through the damp trail of hair leading to his navel.

Anne you going make me late to work said Jim Anne pulled his cock from her mouth as she looked up to him I want take long as she took his cock back in her mouth.

Jim groaned as Anne hollowed her cheeks, sucking hard while her fingers massaged the swollen tightness of his sac. "Fuck, Anne—" His hips jerked forward, his cockhead hitting the back of her throat as precum spilled thickly onto her tongue. She moaned around him, the vibration making his thighs tremble, and dragged her lips slowly up his shaft until just the tip rested between them.

"Late is worth it," she whispered, flicking her tongue against his slit before plunging back down, taking him deeper this time. His balls tightened visibly, the skin stretched taut as they drew up against his shaft, heavy with the pressure of his building release.

"Keep going—I'm gonna cum—fuck—" Jim's voice cracked as his hips stuttered forward, his cock pulsing violently against Anne's tongue. She pulled back just as the first thick rope erupted from his swollen tip, splattering hot across her cheek with a wet slap. His balls convulsed against her fingers, the skin stretched impossibly tight as jet after jet of thick cum painted her face—her lips, her chin, her fluttering eyelashes—each spurt hotter than the last.

Anne gasped as the next burst hit her collarbone, the viscous strands clinging to her skin as they oozed down between her breasts.

It looked like a porn scene as Jim’s cock kept jerking shooting his thick load on to Anne. Anne’s breath hitched as Jim’s cock twitched violently against her tongue, another thick rope of cum erupting with a wet pop to splatter across her forehead. The heat of it dripped down into her eyebrows as his swollen balls jerked against her palm, the skin stretched so tight she could trace every pulsing vein beneath. His hips bucked erratically, driving his shaft deeper between her lips just as another surge shot straight down her throat—hot, salty, and so thick she had to swallow convulsively to keep up.

“Oh fuck—” Jim’s voice was ragged, his fingers tangling in her hair as his release painted her in sticky stripes.

Anne’s lips sealed tight around Jim’s twitching cockhead as she sucked hard, her tongue swirling to milk out every last drop. His overstimulated balls jerked against her palm, the swollen sac tightening impossibly further as another thick spurt oozed from his slit—hot and viscous against her tongue. She moaned around him, the vibration making Jim’s thighs quake as his fingers twisted in her hair.

“Goddamn—Anne—!” His voice cracked as his cock pulsed weakly, still oversensitive from his massive release. She could feel the faint tremors deep in his shaft, the way his balls fluttered against her fingertips like overfilled water balloons finally draining.

Jim pulled his cock from Anne’s mouth with a wet pop, his shaft glistening with her spit and the last sticky strands of his release. His breath came heavy as he admired his work—Anne’s face glazed in thick, pearly streaks, her eyelashes clumped together, her lips parted and slick. A slow drip of cum oozed down her chin onto her collarbone, joining the mess already pooling between her swollen breasts.

"Fuck, look at you," Jim growled, his fingers tracing a hot path through the mess on her cheek before smearing it down to her nipple. Anne shuddered, her tongue darting out to catch a stray drop at the corner of her mouth.

Jim pulled his cock free with a wet pop, his shaft glistening and twitching as the last thick drops of cum oozed from the slit. "Shit, I'm gonna be late!" he groaned, hastily wiping himself with the towel before letting it drop to the floor. Anne stayed on her knees, watching as his heavy balls swayed between his thighs while he rushed to pull on his boxers—the fabric straining against his swollen sac.

His work pants barely contained the bulge as he yanked them up, the zipper grazing his still-sensitive cockhead.

Jim left for work so Anne needed to take a shower to clean her thick chubby body. Anne remained kneeling on the damp towel as the front door slammed behind Jim, the vibrations making the last sticky strands of cum tremble on her collarbone. She ran her tongue along her upper lip, savoring the salty thickness still coating her mouth before rising on unsteady legs. The bathroom tiles were cool beneath her bare feet as she stepped into the shower stall, her plush thighs brushing together with each movement.

Hot water sluiced over her rounded curves in rivulets, turning the dried streaks on her cheeks into milky trails that snaked down her heavy breasts.

The steaming water cascaded down Anne’s flushed body as she scooped a thick glob of Jim’s lingering cum from her collarbone with two fingers. A shudder ran through her when she dragged the viscous warmth between her swollen lips, her middle finger circling her throbbing clit in slow, sticky spirals. Her other hand cupped her heavy breast, thumb flicking a stiff nipple as rivulets of water mixed with the remnants of Jim’s release still clinging to her skin.

Her hips jerked when she pressed two cum-slick fingers into her dripping pussy, the stretch making her gasp as she curled them against that sweet, spongy spot inside.

Anne’s back arched violently as the orgasm ripped through her, her thick thighs slapping together under the shower spray while her free hand clutched at the slick tiles for balance. Her 38G tits bounced heavily with each convulsion, water sloshing between the swollen mounds as her cum-slick fingers worked her clit in frantic circles. A high-pitched whine tore from her throat when her inner walls clenched around her thrusting fingers, the sudden pressure wringing out another thick pulse of arousal that mixed with the shower runoff.

Her plush belly quivered as aftershocks rolled through her, the hot water stinging her oversensitive nipples while she rode out the last tremors.

Anne’s fingers slowed their frantic pace as the last waves of pleasure ebbed, her swollen lips parting around ragged breaths. Steam curled around her trembling body while she imagined Jim’s thick load painting her all over again—his swollen balls tightening against her palm, the first hot spurt splashing across her tongue before she’d even swallowed the last.

Her clit throbbed under her touch at the fantasy, still oversensitive as she dragged her fingertips through the slick mess between her thighs. A whimper escaped her when she gathered the sticky wetness and smeared it up her stomach, her heavy breasts heaving as she imagined Jim’s cum dripping between them in thick ropes.