As I cuddled into Amber's plump flesh and lightly dozed she muttered as she fell into post-coital sleep that Jenny Green was her Mum. I would like to say that this brought me back to full wakefulness, but it really didn't, and as I continued to doze my memory took me back almost 25 years, and I dreamed / remembered the following, all with the fuzzy edges that dreams bring:
I must have been 24 or 25 and a mate had asked me to come along as "wing man" when he had his first date with this girl he was chasing. I was quite shy as a young guy and was quite nervous about going out with Graham and his date, especially when Graham told me she was bring "a friend".
I put on a good shirt and my best jeans and met Graham at the pub (the same one that is now the wine bar where I met Amber!). Soon enough Graham's date Mel turned up (a tall slim blonde), and she introduced her friend to us as "Jennifer". She was clearly Mel's "fat friend" as she was shorter (about 5'6") and a lot plumper than Mel. Jennifer had long brown hair that ran down her back and was wearing a long black skirt over a wide bum that jutted out behind her, and a tight fitting armless top that showed off her tanned chubby arms, as well as a pair of substantial boobs, with a teasingly deep cleavage.
We all got drinks and as Graham focused on chatting up his date, Jennifer and I found we got on well, both being shy, but enjoying a lot of the same TV shows and bands.
Fast forward a couple of hours and a few drinks - we were all laughing, and taking turns on the Karaoke. Our nerves and shyness had been systematically drunk away, and as Graham and his squeeze wandered off Jenny and I took to the stage and did a duet of The Proclaimers "500 miles". As we shared the microphone my arm went round Jenny's shoulder, and I gently stroked her back and even daringly put my hand on her big bum as we belted out a terrible rendition of the song.
As we finished singing (even getting a round of applause) we hugged and I could feel her big boobs against my chest (and of course this had the effect of waking my trouser snake). I looked down into Jennifer's pretty blue eyes and instinctively bent and kissed her softly on the lips. Jennifer blushed and hit my arm.
"Cheeky!" She said, laughing at me
"Well you can't blame a guy" I said "I rarely get the chance to kiss a pretty lady". I kept my arm around her as we left the little stage area.
"You don't have to humour me Mike" Jennifer said as we got back to our table. "I know you are only here so that Graham gets off with Mel".
"Don't be silly Jen, can I call you that?" I replied. "I was a little nervous at first but I'm really glad we've met, and I mean what I say, I really do think you are very pretty".
"Well I think you're very sweet" Jen said, looking up into my eyes and cuddling into me.
Of course Jen and I were soon enough alone in my flat, with soft music playing in the background, making out on my sofa. My hands started to wander all over Jen's big boobs as we kissed, our tongues dancing as we exchanged saliva. Her tits were fantastic, large and ripe, soft and pliant - I had to see them!
Rising from the sofa I asked Jen to sit on a dining chair I placed in the centre of the room. She looked at me quizzically but did as I asked. I knelt in front of her, kissing her mouth deeply and then lowered my face to her cleavage. I lightly kissed the top of Jens breasts, enjoying them rising and falling with her breath. I gently unbuttoned her top, allowing my eyes to feast on the top of her beautiful tits, which were framed by a white lacy patterned bra. Her cleavage was deep and inviting, and I could see the crinkly lines of stretch marks snaking out of the top of her bra. I helped her out of her top and returned my attention to her boobs.
Jen pulled my head into her chest and I kissed and licked, lowering my head to gently bite her tit-flesh through her bra, leaving dark wet marks in the white material when I pulled back. I removed my shirt and returned to my position kneeling at Jen's feet.
"Please Jen" I asked in a soft voice, looking up into her blue eyes, "May I see your fantastic boobs?"
"Oh Mike you silly thing!" Jen replied. "They are way too big, saggy and covered in stretch marks!"
"I think they are wonderful, I think you are wonderful"
"And I think you'd do anything to get laid right now" Jen chuckled, but reaching behind her back released her bra clasp and her large boobs pushed forwards in their lacy holder.
"Guilty as charged" I replied, "But I mean what I say Jen, I think your body is fantastic, and would love to explore every inch of you".
I reached forward and biting at the lacy edge of Jen's bra pulled it from her boobs, her beautiful big orbs bouncing slightly as they were freed. Oh god they were fantastic! Pendulous round and fleshy, sagging slightly onto Jen's substantial belly and each topped with big brown areola. Her nipples were already semi-erect from my teasing and I tossed the bra on the sofa and lifted a weighty tit with both hands and sucking one brown nub into my mouth was rewarded by her nipple extending against my tongue.
As I suckled like a hungry baby on her left boob I reached and squeezed the brown teat of the other, feeling Jen's nipple hardening against my fingers. As I feasted and toyed with these marvellous boobs Jen moaned and sighed, gently running her fingers through my short hair.
