Just as planned, the second his head touched
his pillow, he drifted into a deep sleep, like usual. Only that this time, he
had a dream, and a certain someone was on it.
It could´ve been nine or ten in the morning by
now, he was laying face up on his bed, getting into the REM phase of his sleep,
and that´s when it happened. The darkness inside his head started taking form,
shapes started coming out of nowhere, colors, and then, it was as clear as any
other day.
Jonathan was just standing there, in some place
that was not his house, or any other apartment he has had or been into; he was
in the kitchen of some house, not a so familiar one. Suddenly, a voice came
from behind him saying:
“Jonathan, honey, where are you?” said the
voice.
It was definitely Miss Bresset´s voice, but…
could this be her house? Was he actually inside her house? Everything seemed so
realistic, as if this was actually happening and not any other dream, he
could´ve swore that if he stretched, he could grab one of the apples on the
fruit platter. Then, he heard steps, getting closer and louder.
Steps that could only be from a taller person, bigger
and with a lot more weight than him. The steps were getting closer.
*stomp* *stomp* STOMP* *STOMP!*
He turned and was able to see a long shadow
being drawn on the floor, right in front of his feet, and as the footsteps got
closer, the shadow started growing, covering him more and more. It passed his
knees, passed his waist, then, passed his shoulder!
Once his face was completely covered in shades,
she showed up. Rising high, almost touching the ceiling, Miss Bresset appeared,
only that this time, she was taller. He was sure that the first time they met,
his eyes were looking directly into her collar bone, but now, his head didn´t
even reach past her navel.
She was wearing a blouse, her hair seemed
curlier, stylized, as if she had just come from the salon. But that´s not what
his attention was focused on. He couldn´t believe what he was seeing, she was
immense. For sure, she was the biggest woman he had ever seen. She stepped
closer and closer, until he was barely able to see her face, being obstructed
by her now humongous breast.
Together with her height, all of her
proportions were larger too. Her breasts were bigger and rounder. Her hips were
wider, and her thighs were trying to swell out of the tight fabric of her
pants. He couldn´t move, he just stared at the impossibly gigantic woman
standing right in front of him.
“What´s the matter honey? Are you scared?” she
asked leaning closer and picking his chin with her huge fingers.
“It´s ok, don´t be afraid, I´m not going to
hurt you… but” she said sensually as her arms reached for him.
He tried to turn, to move, scape from this huge
woman, but it was too late. Her arms were already grabbing him by the sides.
Slowly, she was picking him up, lifting him in the air.
He kicked, trying to run, but it was useless,
she had him.
“Come on, don´t try to go honey, trust me,
you´re going to like this” she said as she brought him closer and closer to
her. She was picking him from underneath his armpits, so effortlessly, so easy,
as if he weighted nothing, and then, his face was less than an inch away from
hers.
Her eyes had caught all of his attention, he
wasn´t trying to escape now, he just let her have her way with him. She smiled
at him and then started to make out with him.
He could feel how her huge tongue came inside
his mouth as she ferociously kissed him. It was so erotic, how easily she was
manhandling him, and he just let it be, without protesting, without saying a
thing. At this point, it will be easy to let go and just enjoy it.
Then, an idea came to his mind, he tried to
reach for her now enormous breasts, so big, so round, he wanted to bury his
fingers into her flesh, feel her soft bosom. He stretched, aiming for her left
boob, but then…he woke up.
“W-whaa… what´s… was that a dream?” he thought
as he woke up. The scenario in which he was before had now vanished, in
reality, he was laying in bed on his new house. He rubbed his eyes and let out
a loud yawn.
“Oh man, that was a dream” he said as he
turned, but then, he felt something in his crotch…he looked and found a wet
stain on it.
“Well, I guess it was THAT kind of dream” he
has had just a few wet dreams, but this one, it felt so real, so erotic, even
if he couldn´t actually feel a thing, it was all so real. It was worth having
to change his pants… or even better, taking a shower.
He got up and picked up some clothes before getting
inside the bathroom. He could feel how his cock was a bit hard on his pants. It
was incredible how a little tease from her could drive him to have such kind of
dreams. It wasn´t the first time this had happen, but it certainly was the
first time that it happened with someone he knew. He felt some shame, given the
fact that she had just been nice to him, greeting him, trying to make him feel
welcome.
“Fuck, does that make me a bad person, well…
more like a horny person…” he thought as he entered the bathroom and shut the
door behind him.
“Come on…” he said as he watched himself in the
mirror, “I mean, she´s an older woman, and maybe for quite a bit…” it was true,
he wasn´t sure how old she exactly was, but if you looked at them together, it
was easy to tell who was the older one.
“But still, I mean, she doesn´t seem so old.”
he tried to convince himself that she may not be as old as he thinks, besides,
she certainly looks young for her age. Not a single grey on her hair, no
wrinkles on her face. And her skin was as clear and smooth as someone his own
age, with no signs of age marks on her. She seemed very active and full of
energy.
“Ok man, think straight…” he told himself, “Even
if she likes to work out and takes care of herself, there´s still two things to
have in mind… she may be married, and… I mean, there´s no chance something
like…” and then he remembered the dream he had, if she wasn´t as tall as she
was on his dream, there was something else that couldn´t happen, at least in
normal life, “ehem…” he tried to compose himself as he thought of her,
squeezing her tongue in his mouth, how she easily took control of him and took
him in her hands, passionately making out with him.
Jonathan started to blush with such ideas, so
he got into the shower, a cold shower, to cool all of these ideas out of him.
And it worked, he got out of there, as calmed as always, dried himself with the
towel and then got changed. He laid on bed, checking on his phone, just reading
one another post on his social media. He wasn´t planning on doing anything in particular,
he was free until Friday, when he´ll live stream a game, some simple game, but
most of his fans asked him to play it, enough to convince him. He had already
watched some other guys playing, and he had practiced as well, easy peasy for
someone “gifted” like him, there was no game in which he couldn´t do great.
Then, his stomach started to rumble, which
means, it was time for lunch; or breakfast in his case. Jonathan went down to
the kitchen, he knew there wasn´t much there to eat, he had just moved in and
hasn´t gone to the store to buy some groceries. He arrived and started
searching for something. He ate his last microwave burrito yesterday, so his
usual choice wasn´t an option. He searched for a while, the fridge was empty,
except for a gallon of water and some butter.
He gave it some thought, but in the end, and
given the fact that there was nothing else, not even fruit, he grabbed some
bread and started preparing a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. He placed both
pieces of bread on a plate, grabbed a butter knife, opened both jars and began
with it. He spread the peanut butter and jelly on separate pieces of bread.
Then he joined them and started eating.
“I know this isn´t much, but it´ll have to do,
maybe I can go to the store later…I wonder where´s the bus stop?” he had no
car, yet, he saved the most of his money for the house, and what he spent, he
invested on his gamer career, other than food and rent. He sat on the couch and
started ingesting his meal, more like a snack, but it was enough. Bite by bite
he ate it all and sank on the couch, a pretty comfortable one by the way. Even
if it was not such a nutritious meal, at least for someone in his mid-20s, it
was enough to calm his hunger.
“I´m definitely heading to the store now, I
need to have a more balanced diet…I´m starting to get sick of TV dinners.” he
could cook, he wasn´t the best on it, but he managed to have everything done.
But usually, which happens very often to be honest, he was really lazy when it
came to it, he would rather just put something into the microwave, maybe open a
can or two and fix himself something fast and easy. Or make himself a regular
sandwich. He didn´t dedicate much time to cooking, other than that, he invested
his time playing video games, on his phone, his computer, or a console he has.
“Ok…” he said after he rested on the couch for
a while, “it´s time to finish unpacking.” He had unpacked most of his stuff
yesterday, but only the most important things. He still had a box or two full
of random things. Such as figures and some ornaments. He took the first box
upstairs and opened inside his room, the content of it was mostly anime figures
and other collectables. He placed some
of them on the shelves, a few on his desk, and then placed the rest where they
fitted. All but one, his favorite one, it was a figure of the main character of
his favorite anime series; a figure with his back arched and holding a sword on
each hand, as if he was prepared to attack.
“I need a special place for this one…” he said,
and then…
*ding* *dong* *ding* *dong*
He turned, he knew it was his doorbell, but he
wasn´t used to it yet. His face showed a confused expression, who could it be?
Maybe some other neighbor? There was a good chance for it. He smiled and went
down stairs, it´ll be nice to meet new people, he didn´t mind if they came all
the way to his hose to greet him, but he was shy enough not to knock on their
doors, he didn´t want to bother.
He came down the stairs and opened the door as
he said: “HI!” with an excited and energic tone.
“Well, hello there” it was Miss Bresset, again.
He didn´t mind, he just smiled, but he wasn´t sure why she had come, none of
his previous neighbors came to visit him twice in a day, but maybe she needed
something, or some help with something.
She was not an unpleasant visit, on the
contrary, he liked her, well, liked to talk with her, she was nice and polite,
and also, she had an extremely attractive body. He fought not to ogle at her
body, her huge breasts or her tremendous thighs. She really was a turn on for
him. And then, he remembered her morning visit, how her body moves so smoothly
with her every step, the way her boobs bounced, how her ass sway… but he had to
ignore that, try to forget it, or else, he will receive his neighbor with a
hard on.
“Hello Miss Bresset, is there something I can
help you with?” he asked politely, blinking a little too much, forcing his eyes
at her face and not her body. He wasn´t sure how she´ll react if she noticed
him taking a glance of her body in a luscious way. It was not a good idea to
have a woman way taller than you getting mad, for sure, she also overweighted
him.
“Oh please, don´t call me that way, you´re
going to make me feel old… you can call me Lillian, I don´t mind” she said
smiling at him.
“Oh, ehm, sure, so… Lillian, what can I do for
you?” he asked, feeling a little odd to call her that way. He was used to call
older people in a more formal way, but if she didn´t like it, well, he could
work with it.
“Come on, why do I have to need something to
come and visit you?” she asked as her eyes turned down and were now staring at
his waist level, her expression turned into one of wonder as she did.
Jonathan started to worry, what could she be
looking at? Was he showing a big tent on his pants without noticing, he tried
to move, speak, but he couldn´t; he tried to think of a way to apologize,
figure out what to say, when she suddenly said:
“Well, I didn´t knew you still liked to play
with toys…” she said as he turned and saw that he was still holding his
collectable figure, he didn´t notice he came downstairs holding it, but who
cares.
“Oh yeah, well… it´s not a toy, you know, it´s
a collectable figure from…” and then she cut him off.
“Haha, it´s ok honey, you don´t have to be
ashamed, I think it´s completely healthy for someone your age to still play
with his toys if you ask me…” she said as she leaned closer, with her boob
flesh moving smoothly as she did, it seemed as if it was hanging inside her
blouse, and then she continued: “I think it´s completely adorable” she said
with a wink on her right eye.
“Oookay…” he replied, he wasn´t sure what to
say, but… why did she called him adorable? Maybe handsome was a better term for
a man his age, but adorable?
“Anyways…” she said as she rose to her full
height, making Jonathan´s eyes follow her way above him, “I came here because I
wanted to ask you something… well, it´s more like an invitation, so, I made a
little extra food without noticing. You see, I was following this recipe
tutorial I found online, and I didn´t read that it was good for two or three
people…I don´t think I´ll be able to finish it all up, that´s why I came here
to invite you” she said with a certain glow on her eyes. It was more than
obvious where she was going with all this.
“I know that by now you may already have
something prepared, or at least half done, but I was wondering, if you´d like
to join me for lunch, would you?” she asked, he had already eaten a sandwich,
but it wasn´t much, he just laughed inside as he heard her say he already had
something prepared, it felt good that she thought of him as a responsible young
man, but he wasn´t. Besides, a good meal didn´t sound that bad.
“Well, you know, I haven´t had lunch yet…and I´d
really love to join you for lunch, I mean…if you´re ok with it” he said a
little shy at last.
“Of course not, don´t be silly, that´s why I
came here, besides, that way we can get to know each other some more, you know,
get to know your neighbor.” she said with a proud tone, as her hands met in
front of her navel, involuntarily squeezing her breasts together. He wasn´t
sure if she noticed, but he certainly did.
“Lunch will be served around three, ok?” she
continued, he was watching how her mouth moved, but during all that time, he
couldn´t hear the words that came from it, he was lost in his thoughts,
wondering if, by any chance no matter how small it was, she was in some way
flirting with him.
It was a valid thought, or maybe a fantasy, she
had come to visit him very often, inviting him for lunch may be just another
way to ask for an evening sex… or it´s just lunch. He couldn´t tell, he had
been invited to have lunch, dinner, breakfast, even brunch quite a few times;
but never before he had been invited by such an outstanding woman, she was
tall, pretty and overall, her body was so thick, so plumply erotic in all the
right places. He started thinking that getting laid with an older woman
wouldn´t be such a bad idea, maybe fornicating with a mature woman will be a
nice experience.
He stood there for a couple minutes, just
watching her mouth move and her hands gesturing every now and then. “…so, are
you ok with that?” she asked, he wasn´t paying any attention to what she just
said, for a full five to ten minutes he had been day dreaming about what it´ll
be to have intimacy with her, so he forgot to listen. The last thing he
remembers was something about three, but what was it?
“Sorry, I got lost for a moment, can you repeat
what you just say?” he said in a lossy way.
“Awww, how cute, I think someone wasn´t paying
attention” she said with a sarcastic but sweet tone. “I wanted to know if
you´re not allergic to peanuts honey, cause there´s also a cake on the oven,
just waiting for the two of us…” cool, she was just asking about trivial stuff,
a very considerate detail to have in mind if he won´t get food poisoned.
“Oh no, not at all, I´m not allergic to any
food, don´t worry” he said with some relieve. But still, he could feel how his
member was starting to rise in his pants. He couldn´t help it, she was just…too
much. He was not into tall women, he´d rather be the taller one in the
relationship, but her, Lillian, she was just, well, gorgeous. Long thick legs
holding up a thick pair of cheeks, so round and fleshy, over that, a huge rack
of tits bouncing free with her every moves. And above all, a pretty face, that
seemed young and fresh. He just couldn´t help it, it was impossible for him not
to get aroused by this woman. No matter if the top of his head didn´t even
reached her mouth.
“It´s settled then, I´ll see you mister at
three, and I hope you´re punctual” she said with some authority, in a playful
tone, but still, he could tell she meant it.
“Ok, see you there, and thanks for the
invitation!” he said as he waved at her. He decided to enter immediately and
not stare at her by the door. Watching her buttocks sway as she walked thru the
sidewalk will make him burst inside his pants.
“Ok, just keep it cool, she just invited you to
her house, nothing out of normal…oh man, am I supposed to bring something with
me?” leaving aside the fact that being in her house, watching her all the time
while he thought about how smooth her touch will feel, or how fleshy her body
was, how thick and…he tried to ignore those thoughts, but still, the etiquette
rules are still the same. It´s not appropriate to visit someone with your hands
empty, much less of she invited you to have lunch.
“There´s nothing here” he said as he opened the
fridge. There was not something he could take, not even a snack or soda, his
fridge, the cupboard, everywhere was empty; basically, the only thing he could
take with him to share will be white bread, and maybe some canned cheese.
“Maybe I could rush to the…” he had the idea to
go to the store and buy something, but there was no time, that possibility
vanished as he noticed the time it was, 2:23 pm, he wasn´t sure if he´ll be
able to make it on time, so he decided to wait. Stay there and make some time,
maybe she wouldn´t mind; she even said that there was plenty of food, so why
bothering in carrying even more.
“Find, I´ll stay here and wait… maybe, I should
change clothes” he thought realizing that he was just wearing a plain shirt,
some loose pants and no shoes.
“I´ll change myself into something more…casual,
and then I´ll head over there” he said as he started heading upstairs, but he
was still wondering, was she married? Could this only be a random invitation?
There shouldn´t be a reason behind it, just a neighbor being friendly… but what
if there was something else?