The Hotel.
by Sikorski
The hotel landlady and I, part 3.

Part Three
	She carried me to her car and strapped me into what seemed like a specially 
made seat. It was like an adult size baby seat. I could not believe this was happening to 
me.
	“I am taking you to see a friend but its quite a long drive so you may want to 
sleep me little one.”
	After driving for about an hour I did fall asleep and was awakened only by 
some talking what felt like quite some time later. I opened my eyes and saw to huge 
cleavages. Now you may be able to guess that I have a thing about large breasted 
women and so this should have been heaven for me. I moved my head up and saw 
Miss Brady with another woman. This other woman seemed a similar build to my 
landlady and also a similar height.
	“Unstrap him, I want to seem him stand up.” Said an unfamiliar voice.
	Miss Brady pulled the clip and I was able to move around again. I got up out of 
the car and stood up. I felt about 4 years old. I was standing between 2 woman but all 
I could see were breasts. Whoever this other woman was, she was huge, as big as Miss 
Brady.
	“Honey, I want you to meet my best friend Carla. I told her about you on the 
phone and she was dying to meet you. Seeing as we share everything, I thought I 
would bring you over.”
	“Pleased to meet you.” She held out a huge hand. She was the same height as 
Miss Brady but had black hair, again, shoulder length and was pale in the skin. Her 
breasts were possibly bigger but again, I didn’t want to stare.
	I shook her hand and she led me inside and we sat down. Carla was wearing a 
short skirt, exposing some very white but muscular legs and a black vest which 
contrasted with her skin.
	“I hope I can trust you two while I go and take care of a few things.” Miss 
Brady enquired. 
	“Don’t worry, I’ll look after your little house guess.” They both laughed and 
Miss Brady picked me up, kissed me on the forehead and put me down again. I sat on 
the chair and watched her magnificent figure leave.
	“Now, what does the little boy want to do.” Carla asked. She was sat opposite 
me but still looked huge.
	“Are you hungry for some lunch?”
	“Er, sure.” I replied.
	She came over to me, towering over me and then sat down beside me.
	“Perhaps if we’re the same height you won’t be too scared of me. Now, here 
come and get your lunch.”
	She pulled down her vest, exposing 2 huge white breasts, bigger than me head. 
She grabbed my face and stuffed my mouth onto one of those large nipples. Definitely 
a mouthful. 
	“Suck, my baby.” I didn’t have much choice.
	While still holding me to her breasts and me struggling for air, she put her hand 
under my backside and lifted me up. She walked with me to a bed and threw me down 
upon it. A feeling of deja vu came over me. She undressed and dove on top of me. 
Rolling on to her back, she lifted me into the air, holding my body above her.
	“Take a good look because it will all be yours.” Those huge breasts were 
welcoming me down into them and for the first time in a day or so, I was in control. I 
moved down her body, worshipping each part, each muscle and then back to her 
breasts again. Moving inside her I was pushing as much as I could, trying to please my 
huge mistress. Suddenly, she moved around and was on top. My face engulfed in those 
breasts, being slapped in the face with her every move. I completely lost track of time 
but it felt like a couple of hours before finally she got off me and carried me to the 
shower.
	“I can see why she wants to keep you.”
	She lifted me up to her face level and then higher. I felt her breasts around my 
dick as she rubbed me up and down and then she took me into her mouth and began to 
suck. My body was limp from the pleasure and all I could do was enjoy, not that I was 
complaining. After she brought me down to her breasts again, I came all over them and 
she laughed.
	“I seem to excite the little boy.”
Again, staring at her breasts, she brought me close and I rested my head on them. 
	“I think I’ll have to get my own little British sex toy.”
I passed out.