"Well, my friend Danielle is here, maybe you could take me to her..." I said, a little nervous. I had a major crush on Danielle. She was beautiful, with flowing black hair, a cute white smile, and a charming attitude. Oh yeah, and she had a bombshell body, with a 34D bra and a nice ass. She was the first one I thought of. She was also the one I thought I could trust most. I looked at the woman, who seemed to be contemplating something.
"Or" the woman said "you could come with me." She looked really hopeful as she said this. "But I don't even know you, and how do I know I can trust you?" I ask her. She smiled and said "Well, I'm Christine, and if you don't think you can trust me, just remember how I brought you here..." Then, as if to emphasize the point, she pulled her arms behind her back, making her already large chest bulge even more. I can't help but stare at those beautiful mammaries, and I swear I was almost drooling. Not wanting to pass this up, I said "How about we compromise?"
"How so, cutie?" the woman asked, pulling her hands back and pulling her bust away from my face. "Me and you were gonna watch the same movie, right?" I ask. She nodded, so I continued with "Why don't we go see the movie together? We'll get what we paid for, and it'll give me time to think about who I want to go with." Christine thought about it for a few minutes. I prayed she didn't just decide to kidnap me. "Okay, that sounds fair. Besides, I really wanted to see this movie," Christine said. I sighed with relief, glad this went the easy way.
Then Christine placed her abnormally large breasts on the changing table and said "Okay little guy, climb in." She was grinning when she said it, and to tell the truth, so was I. I walked to the large flesh mountains and felt them with my hands. They were the softest thing I had ever felt. "I just hope you'll come with me after the movie," Christine said in a somewhat sad voice. I din't respond. Instead I hopped into her large cleavage and squirmed my way down so my head couldn't be seen.
Her breasts were soft enough to be comfortable, and firm enough to hold me in place. "You know, you're the only man to ever touch these. I never allowed my old boyfriends that honor. Congratulations," Christine said, her voice reverberating around the flesh prison. I blushed a little. This woman was definitely hitting on me. Christine then started walking, which caused her breasts to jiggle like Jell-O. I was being thrown back and forth and smacked into her mounds over and over. I loved it.
Up above, Christine was trying not to show how much pleasure she was having, but it was hard with a tiny man flopping around between her breasts. Luckily she made it to the theater without having an orgasm. She sat down in a seat in the back, then reached into her cleavage and wrapped her fingers around me, pulling me up so my head was out. "Can't which the movie if you're down there," Christine said and patted my head gently with her finger. I was considering staying with this woman. Anyway, the movie started, and I relaxed, leaning my head on her left breast.
After a while, the movie entered a love scene, and I was starting to wonder about the possibilities of me and Christine. I didn't have long to think about it, because Christine reached down and grabbed me, pulling me from the cleavage heaven. She pulled me up to her face and smiled. Then she closed her eyes and leaned forward. Then she gave me a huge kiss. Her lips rubbed against my face, covering me in lipstick and saliva. It was wonderful. It was like being rubbed with sticky pillows. After about a minute, she pulled me away. "You're just so cute," she said and gave me a smaller kiss before putting me on her lap.
I leaned back against her breasts, which were WAY better than pillows, and pretty soon I drifted asleep, lipstick still covering my face.