Breasts. Boobs. Tits. Hooters. Bazongas. Flesh boulders. Meat Mountains. Whatever you want to call 'em, you gotta love 'em.
I like breast, myself. It brings out images of softness in my head. It’s a very smooth word, almost silky, which only makes it all the more pleasant, reminding me of the very reasons I like them so much. Why, the word itself is sheer beauty!
Soft and pliable, yet still with that hint of firmness, nothing appeals to the sense of touch quite as much as a breast. Beautiful smooth skin, so pleasant to feel. Why, I could play with breasts all day long.
Now if you want to get scientific, they’re nothing but skin covering fat and mammary glands. This is no way explains their innate ability to attract. But somewhere in there is something, perhaps something that cant be seen or measured, but something so pleasant as to be irresistable. Perhaps Freud was right and it has something to do with mothers and childhood. I hope not, though. Me, I think that there’s just something mystical in a breast that can have so many qualities.
What qualities? The obvious, of course, is sexual attraction. They’re just so sexy. Beyond that, even in a non-sexual way, they just make one feel good. Well, me at least. I touch a breast and all my troubles fall away.
Dont even get me started on nipples. Big or small, dark or light, whatever your flavour, you know you love them. So nice to see, to feel, to lick. A soft nipple has the same joyous qualities of the breast; a hard nipple on the end of a breast, well… that’s plain amazing to me. There’s nothing better in the world to suck on.
A covered breast can, of course, be just as fun. The cloth, showing curves yet not showing all, leaving something to the imagination, can evoke even more feeling than a naked one. What do the clothes hide? And, better yet, when do I get to find out? Ah, the joys of anticipation!
I dont understand why I like them so much, but I think I like it better that way. There’s something fun about not knowing, too.
I know this is probably about the billionth breast thread to have started. But it’s been on my mind all night and I wanted to get out just how strong my feelings on them run, and to see some reaction.
I’m not even sure if I’ve covered everything. There aren’t words in the English language that are sufficiently descriptive.
Yep. I do so love breasts.
I watched that one a week or two ago.