Sweet Treat

(gentle, MILF, mouth play, breasts, insertion)

Vanessa polished and stacked the last of the dishes for the evening. It had been a slow day at the café, and her tight apron was digging into her curvy body; she was practically salivating at an opportunity to take the weight off her feet and relax. As she was polishing up, a slight recollection bounced into her head: Zach had never come in to say goodbye, which was very much unlike him.

The middle-aged woman walked out to the exterior section and looked down, right to the boy's traditional spot. There he was, in his little chair, fast asleep. A smile graced her face, an adoring one; there was a reason the little cutie was her favourite customer.

It had all started months ago, just as Vanessa was opening up the café. The location was within walking distance of a smaller-sized school, and she thought it'd be nice for them to have a place to hang-out. It turns out most pupils were a little intimidated by her size however, and few ever bothered to come, but Zach was there almost every day after school, sitting down, buying a candy bar or some other snack, and doing his homework. Vanessa was always happy to accommodate him, and his friendly personality always made her day just a little better; she developed quite a soft-spot for him, and she loved chatting with him whenever she got the chance.

The woman knelt down, onto her hands and knees, to check up on the small creature. He really was asleep, his head was lolled back and he was letting out a precious little snore; his book was open right on the table. She looked to the sky, and saw how foreboding the clouds on the horizon were - no doubt there would be rain, and quite soon, so he couldn't stay. But Zach was so cute when he was sleeping, she couldn't disturb that! Thinking things over, she decided to be a little more hospitable for him, he was her favourite customer after all, wasn't he? After taking his book, she gently, gently, lifted the chair off the ground, tenderly cupping it in her hands with utmost precision. Although they'd talked a fair bit, she still didn't know his address, and even if she did she doubted his family would enjoy a clumsy giant stomping about their neighbourhood and ruining their evening. She'd take him in, make sure he was nice and comfy, wait for him to wake and call his parents, and then he'd be right as rain.

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Vanessa made true on her promise to herself, and in her cosy apartment above the café she reclined and relaxed on her sofa; Zach too rested here, on the armrest, under a scavenged handkerchief. Out of courtesy for the slumbering boy she didn't make too much noise, and simply enjoyed the ambiance of the room, patiently waiting for him to wake up.

Her patience did not last long at all.

She sidled up against the armrest he slept on, and watched him sleep; he was so cute, she hoped he didn't think it overly obtrusive... Perhaps it wasn't quite 'politically correct' of her, but she always thought the smaller people were adorable. And a sweet, healthy, good-natured youth like Zach pressed more than a few of her buttons. From his tidy school shoes to his short brown hair, he was cute, especially when sleeping. Vanessa smiled and listened to his quiet snoring.

"V... Vaness..."

The woman's ears effectively pricked up. He was talking in his sleep, about her? He suddenly became restless, rolling over in his sleep, onto his back. He was probably subconsciously noticing her over him... At least that's what she told herself, until she saw a tiny bump at his crotch, peeking through the 'blanket'.

She instantly became flustered, trying to imagine what exactly he was dreaming about... Vanessa loomed over him, more intently scrutinising him, picking up on the subtlest of details: his slight blush, his muttering, where his little hands were. There was not doubt to what the 'good-natured' boy was imagining. Her favourite customer, who had come by every day... He had come by every day... Things were beginning to add up.

As if he could sense her thoughts, or perhaps simply waking up in response to her imposing height, Zach began to blink himself awake. For a few seconds he thought he was still dreaming, Vanessa was still there, with her friendly features and short brown hair falling limply at the edges of her face. He quickly realised this was no mere dream, and he looked all around, bewildered. For a moment he feared his dream had manifested itself in reality.

"You fell asleep outside, I brought you in so you didn't catch a chill," she said, preempting his question.

"R-right, I-I see," he stuttered, still out of sorts, but calmed drastically "Thanks, you really didn't have to..." This whole thing was a tad too surreal; it didn't help that this was the first time he'd been in her apartment.

That woman's face contorted into a cruel smile. "What were you dreaming about?"

Zach's heart sank, and his small face burnt beet red. "N-nothing."

Vanessa felt downright cruel, but she was feeling something that she hadn't felt in so long: desire. For so long she had resigned herself to 'admiring' the boy from afar. There was no way someone so small and young would be attracted to an old lady like her, right? Not to mention how taboo it was. But now she felt so... emboldened. The older woman shifted her body, climbing up on the sofa and holding her head in her hands, maximising the shadow she cast over his diminutive form. "Really, nothing?" she said in a seductive lilt.

He felt a little cornered at the moment, even with someone he considered a friend. She was still much, much larger than he was, and somehow *she knew*. He just faltered more, not daring to even stutter.

"It's a shame you can't guard your words when you're asleep, isn't it?"

A grimace curled up his face. "What did I say?" he asked, although he probably already knew enough.

"Oh, just moaning my name..."

The embarrassment on him was palpable; his blush spread around his body as he cringed. "I-I... uh..." the young boy's words failed him, he had never been so embarrassed in his life. All the while Vanessa lorded over him, oddly calm.

Internally she giggled; he was really tearing himself up inside, she felt almost bad. "Come on Zach, sweetie, don't be embarrassed! I'm not angry, or offended, or anything, I promise." She ducked her head lower, right above his delicate, doubled-over body, hidden partly beneath a 'blanket'. "Can I let you in on a little secret?"

He nodded, slowly, with wide, puppy-dog eyes.

"I like you, too," she whispered in a smoky voice.

Zach blushed and twitched for a completely new reason. He felt almost struck. "Really?"

She nodded. "I always loved seeing you everyday... So cute, handsome..." a warm smile tugged at her lips. "Obviously I wouldn't have dreamed of it..."

Vanessa's face dropped even further down, directly on level with him. The soft breeze from her nostrils washed over him, her comforting, dreamy but also seductive smile right in his face. God, she was huge; he was utterly overwhelmed by her. His heart pounded, both out of fear and something... more.

He was so flustered, and her smile only grew in response. She wanted desperately to tear off his clothes and devour him right there. "You're a virgin, right?" she asked with a tilted eyebrow.

He couldn't help but nod.

"Well then, I'm sure you'd love for an experienced woman to... teach you a thing or two. Even if I'm a little 'rusty'..."

"Y-you're so big though..." he finally spat out, perhaps a little ruder than he intended.

"Mhmm... don't worry about it, I promise I'll be nice and gentle..."

The gigantic older woman's proposition was so incredibly alluring to the boy. His heart thumped intensely, and the 'bump' under the handkerchief had never gone away... Her enormous body, which was mostly eclipsed by her ravishing face, was feminine and curvaceous, impressive even at 'normal' size, and was the object of his desire. All the slopes and curves of her gigantic body, totally exposed to him, for him... Maybe 'learning a thing or two' would be just what he needed.

In his moment of turmoil, a buzzing cut the air, causing them both to freeze. It was emanating from his trousers; nothing too lewd this time, just the ringing of his phone.

Watching intently as he answered, the giantess went silent as could be.

"Oh, m-mum, sorry I didn't call before..." Zach paused to let the device chatter, and take a final gaze at the cougar dominating his skyline, especially those big, almost predatory eyes ogling his vulnerably form. "No mum, I won't be back, I'm staying with a friend tonight..."

No sooner than the press of the red button did Vanessa take his words as an invitation to lunge at him. She felt his neat, tidy little frame in her hands, at her mercy, ready to be 'educated'. "You really are my favourite customer," she cooed at the still uneasy thing. "Now... let me get those clothes off..."

With deft fingers she managed to pry his shirt from his slender torso, his trousers coming off with a bit more maneuvering at the belt. She took pause for a moment and bit her lip. Almost all of his body was on display for her, his nicely shaped limbs and torso, quite thin, but still aesthetically pleasing. She'd allow him be the one to completely 'reveal' himself. He faltered a bit, but took a deep swill of air and pulled down his briefs.

Zach's now naked cute little body fit perfectly in her palm, fitting there like a well-formed jigsaw piece. "Oh my, you really are excited... Do you mind if I take a nibble?" she joked. Her plush lips pressed into his chest, swallowing up his whole upper body, and blowing a soft gust of sultry air over him. Through her sensitive lips she felt his heart beating, and his haggard breathing in his lungs. "Don't be scared, it's me..." she whispered in a smooth voice. It felt like honey being poured into his ear, and he realised the truth in what she said. He didn't need to be too scared. "You have a really cute butt, Zach," she chuckled.

The huge mouth slid down his body, purposefully avoiding his privates to nibble on his side, gently. The boy was so small, she could fit him in her mouth completely if she wanted... Zach found his entire arm swallowed up in her maw. "B-be careful," he wished, not wanting to be consumed.

She just giggled. "You're so sweet I could've made you myself! No, not in that way," she chastised with a smile.

Zach smiled too, the tension gradually dissolving away as he became increasingly intimate. However, there was a very different type of tension he felt, and it very much was building. Vanessa knew what she was doing, she was 'experienced' after all.

The boy wiggled his hips in her palm, becoming increasingly aroused at every soft lick and nibble she took from him. This caused her to smirk; she knew exactly where to put him. Tenderly Zach was placed back on the armrest, slightly moist and a little out of sorts. The older woman got onto all fours, shimmied up close to the armrest, and slid several slender fingers down her collar and onto her chest, pulling down on the bra cup and exposing her left tit. "Get in."

The youth's jaw almost hit the floor. That was a real woman's breast, an incredibly large one at that. He'd always tried to imagine what Vanessa's would look like, and seeing it in person was just as sublime as he hoped. There was no chance in hell he'd pass up this opportunity, and as quickly as he could he scrambled into the alluring bra cup, like a tiny mouse back into his hole.

When she felt the tiny thing nestled up against her, she allowed the cup to cradle her breast once again, now with a squirming young man to keep her entertained. She sat up, tossing him around in the process, and smiled in self-satisfaction. Vanessa felt victorious somehow, like she'd made a conquest tonight. Either way she felt proud, and more than a little devilish.

Zach was snug against her warm skin, the slightly bitter smell of coffee heavy in his nose being so close to her. His body was molded around the curve of her breast, the cup supporting his back and pressing his front, including his crotch, against her rich, smooth skin. All his senses burst with the feeling of being pressed tenderly against a breast that could crush him; that was a thought that aroused him more than it should. He loved it.

"Ahh~ I can see you..." she said in an adoring voice, seeing him form a little bump against her top. That little impression was directly adjacent to a second bump. "I know you must be enjoying yourself, but..." she gently nudged him closer to her erect nipple, "I have my needs too..." He took her hint, and rubbed his face all along the pointed, porous tip to stimulate it. Even her nipple was gigantic, her areola being almost half the size of his whole body. "Good boy~" she moaned.

Zach was so grateful; he no longer needed to imagine the feel, smell, or even the taste of her breast, it was right in front of him. His tiny teeth nibbled the edges of her teat, sucking and licking all along, almost like he was nursing. Vanessa purred deep in her chest and stroked him, using her other hand to slowly slide into her panties. How fortunate she was that their feelings were mutual. Perhaps his taste in older, much larger women was peculiar, but so was her taste in younger, smaller men... As long as they were both happy.

"Zach... sweetie... would you like to go... further down? Hn..." she said in between gasps and moans. "Slide right down, into my panties..."

The possessed young man was apprehensive of leaving the heaven of Vanessa's bra cup, but a trip to her pants did sound quite nice... He shimmied down, along the spongy orb of her warming chest, and down at the lip of the cup. With the help of a slender finger he popped out, and slid down her smooth belly, the fabric of her shirt shadowing the toasty cavern. He came to a stop at her waist, a powerful thumb creating an aperture through which he could slide in.

The monstrous woman's whole body shivered as he entered the intimate place, something so small could make her feel so... She leaned forwards to catch a glimpse of his diminutive form, his adorable little body stark against her pink undergarments. He must be scared, so close to a cavern that could swallow him up whole... "Prove to me that size doesn't matter," she grinned, condemning him to the moist little nook.

Immediately he was completely drenched, almost swimming through her privates; he'd need to apologise for the ruined panties. He was at a loss for what to do, should he... enter? Or perhaps squirm? He bumbled around in the dark until an errant brush of the hand seem to make her moan louder than before, this was promising. He focused on this spot, rubbing it more intensely, trying to edge closer and closer to it.

Vanessa was pleasantly surprised by the warmth spreading upwards from her womanhood... She was getting even more hot and bothered. Gradually she began to undress, cautious that she didn't disturb him too much; her shirt came off, her bra was unlatched, and slowly her trousers were unbuttoned. Eventually she sat in her panties, the cold on her skin totally nullified by the fountain of warmth emanating from her crotch. Her 'tiny' squeaks and moans drowned out those coming from her sex.

Zach quivered, his manhood rubbed against her soft labia - he supposed this was his official 'deflowering'. Each little wiggle of her wide, womanly hips pushed him closer to orgasm, he could barely contain it. Not to mention the older woman's cautious fingers probing on the outside, working him deeper into her vulva.

Overcome with lust, the gigantic woman wiggled her panties down her voluptuous thighs and plucked the saturated boy from them. "Hah... hah... Z-Zach, I want you to go inside me," she said with a charming glint in her eyes.

Briefly distracted by seeing the soft curves of her body totally exposed for the first time, Zach came to his senses and felt a slight touch of fear in his chest. But that look in her eyes, simultaneously eyeing him up like a piece of meat, but also betraying a more friendly, gentle side. "Wh-when you're ready."

Feet-first, Vanessa pushed him past the external lips and into the sultry cavern, purring in pleasure at the sensation. All his little toes, his feet, legs, lower body... she felt all of it. Oh God... Zach was actually inside her! Zach, the tiny, cute boy from around the corner, being swallowed all the way up to his chest by her. He was so vulnerable at this moment, she could do whatever she wanted with her personal 'boytoy'... and what she really wanted was to make him happy.

The tiny youth, totally swallowed up by the moist, warm, humid conditions of his partner's womanhood, could barely contain himself; hugged on all sides, from all angles, by the stretchy, muscular walls, he felt powerless and consumed. Vanessa was such a gigantic woman, his life was literally in her hands, and he was currently being inside her most intimate part. The mountain of her body was plainly visible to him, every square inch of her supple chest, flat belly, adoring, devilish face, and beautiful well-formed thighs, flanking him. With all his might he tried to hold back, to blot out his mind, to hold on and make her proud, her 'lesson' worthwhile... "It's okay honey, let it all~ out." Zach heard, and obeyed.

With a great deal of joy Vanessa watched his face contort in expressions of pleasure. It totally overtook him, rolling over and throughout his body until he finally went limp; her well manicured fingers still locked around him. Tenderly she pulled the sapped thing out, and let him recover in her palm. Mutually they panted, both mulling over their very distinct new experiences. Zach was as cute as ever, like a tired puppy in from the rain, and Vanessa was as charming as always, her slight, teasing grin not once leaving her face. "Zach?"

"Hahh... hahh... y-yes?"

"Was... was I the same size as you in your dream?"

After a pause, he answered. "No."

She smiled.

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Zach was freshly cleaned and felt like a new man. Vanessa's lusty mood had subsided, and she managed to clean both of them of all the sticky, feminine juice with only a few lewd comments. By the time they were good and ready the heavens had opened up, and the evening had turned to night. After their little escapade together they were only interested in getting rest as soon as possible. Forgoing sleepwear for tonight, Vanessa planted herself down on her made bed, not even crawling under the covers, and took a deep, thankful sigh. "I hope you don't mind a little snuggling tonight," she giggled, placing Zach down below her chest.

"Not at all," he responded, laying down on her well-moisturised skin. His bones seemed to melt into place; on top of being a looker, she felt like a gigantic mattress, a warm one at that. His head was right between her cleavage, adjacent to the pillowy mounds of breast flesh that made the perfect pillows to rub and cuddle up to. So big... he couldn't wait to explore every nook and cranny of her body. The thought was enough to get him excited, only for him to be calmed once more by the beating of her heart and the bellowing of her lungs.

"You'll still come to the café, right?"

"Of course. You've just given me an extra reason to come..."

Vanessa laughed, and brought down a ginger hand. She draped it over him, trapping even more heat around him, ensuring he was toasty and well loved. "Good boy," she cooed, rubbing his head with a thumb.

'Good boy', he never realised how nice those words sounded. It almost sent shivers down his spine. Zach hoped he'd have many more opportunities to be 'good boy' for a while longer.