Ladies, and men...a question...

This thread is one I don’t want to get too raunchy but its become something I want to say. Mods if I’m wrong. lock it, delete, or whatever. I will understand if I cross a line.

Ok, inspired from this thread, which turned into a hooray for boobies kind of thing, I have to ask this stuff.

Boobs. why do guys like them and it seems that some women hate them. Now I totally understand how some women hate it when guys star at their boobs. I do. Guys, we think it’ be cool if women stared at our crotches all of the time, but really it wouldn’t. Do you want your worth measured by the measurement of your…uh, tallywhacker? I’m guessing no.

I admit that i am attracted to big boobs. I cannot even tell you why except that I can see them and they’re…enticing. And it is not fair to the women they’re attached to. They have feelings and emotions just like we all do and to concentrate on their breasts is kinda wrong. I thgink its just hard wired into us.

2 months ago my wife was trying on an old dress to go to a part I wasn’t even going to with her. She said she needed help getting it on and I tried to help her. But we couldn’t zip it up. Its not like my wife got fat since I bought the dress for her and she told me “it won’t fit anymore…my boobs hve gotten a lot bigger in the last year.” Jeezuz, that sent me into Gomez Adams mode and suffice it to say the dress was forgotten for the night. But why? The sheer mention of boobs sent me over the wall.

I have three femal friends that don’t even know each other that all wear baggy clothes. Each one of them have told me they do it so people do not stare at their tits. Granted that people (guys and I guess lesbians) that do that only do it because they are attracted to them, these girls hate it. Another girl I know told me she had hers reduced, but that was partially because she said they gave her back problems. She did admit that it was also because “guys were more interested in meeting them than they were me”.

I don’t fully understand. Guys brag about being well endowed. I’ve never heard a guy say he wishes his johnson were smaller. (i’ve never heard a girl complain about a big one either, but maybe they don’t say that kinda thing to guys) I’ve never heard a guy say his girlfriend/wife/SO has boobs that were too big. Not beimg female I always thought that if I were a female I’d want big boobs. (not stupidly bigger than my leg big, but you know…oh I am not gonna describe this. I’m getting into a wierd territory here).

Is there some rule, ladies? where boobs are too big or too small? Where they become such a focus if they are like this or that that people don’t treat you as you’d like? I’m only asking because as I said I gave a lot of female friends that hate their boobs at some level. (I have one friend that refused to join us in the water in the fuckin’ coast of Italy by the ive cities…beautiful place, BTW…because she;d have to wear a swimsuit and guys would see her cleavage)

Ummm… what was the question again? Someting about boobs y’say?

For a lot of women it seems big ones get in the way or they can also cause major back problems. I’m also not familiar with any woman whose breasts give them orgasms, so the comparison to a man and his penis isn’t really apt.

As a girl that knows girls, girls want smaller boobs for these reasons:

bigger they are, more men stare at them/talk to them because of boobs/get hit on by weirdos etc
back issues
hard to find shirts that fit and don’t look slutty or really baggy clothes to cover them up

Yes, there are women who can orgasm from breast stimulation alone. In my very limited experience she will be able to orgasm in the more “normal” fashion too. In any case, it is all good.

I do have some female friends who wished their huge boobs were smaller. And some friends who wish their smallish ones were larger. Personally, I think they are all great. It is more about what you do with what you have and feel about what you have than what you’ve got.

I don’t know about any rules as far as too big or too small, I can only offer my experiences in life. I’ve been large chested since I hit puberty. I blew through training bras in no time and landed at 36D by 13. I was also a teeny tiny thing at 5’5" and I couldn’t have weighed more than 100 lbs soaking wet all through high school. (Uhh, well most of high school, I did hit 150 once, but that was the day before I gave birth to my son, and my boobs were soccer balls then.) So on me, they just looked really, really big.

Being young with big boobs was a little uncomfortable for me at first. All the boys stared. All the girls stared. Hell, all the teachers stared. Gym class was painful. Clothes, especially button up clothes, pretty much never, ever fit right, so I’d buy a size larger, and I learned to sew - take in the waist, the arms, pretty much everything except the chest area. It was either that or look dumpy.

My mother was called in to school by the principal once because according to him, I was ‘dressed inappropriately.’ I was wearing a t-shirt and jeans. A tight t-shirt, but a very average, full length, regular neckline, not see through or ripped or anything ridiculous at all t-shirt. I was confused and angry, but not nearly as angry as my mother once she got to the school and saw me. She pretty much ripped the principal a new asshole. (I get the ‘chestiness’ from her, as do both of my sisters.)

Anyway, I think I learned at a young age that people were going to stare at my tits no matter what. And even run of the mill clothes were going to look a little obscene on me. So, I embraced my tits by my early 20s, and I’ve been flaunting them ever since. They’re a bit bigger than 36D these days, but so is the rest of me, so they give me a really curvy shape that even with the extra weight looks attractive. At least to me. I guess you could say I’ve kind of grown into my boobs. :wink:

I wear totally boring stuff to work that sometimes does tend to minimize them, but when we go out, I am all about low cut, or chest accentuating. There’s always the occasional guy that my husband and I might be chatting with whotalks to my chest, but if he’s got half a brain and is actually engaging in conversation, he’ll get over it and talk while looking me in the eye and stealing glances like a gentleman. :wink:

Bottom line - I think boobs are great. I love mine. Granted, they do hurt my back and shoulders sometimes, and they definitely get in the way sometimes, but they are just so…awesome. They feel good, they look good, they’re fun to play with, and they just plain rock. I know my husband agrees. And, oh, yes, they most certainly do give me orgasms.

Honestly, if guys want to check out my boobs, that’s okay. They are a 38D by the way. My issue isn’t with my back, but with finding a flipping bra that fits comfortably. I hear they can be had, but not in my experience.

But aside from that, I have been encouraged by a couple of male friends of mine that I should feel free to flaunt them, because “guys LOVE boobs.” Hey, it’s all good.

Here is a perspective from a small B cup.

Pros-

People rarely speak to my chest.

At almost 40, breasts are still pretty perky, no stretch marks, and never accidentally get tucked into my waistband.

They’ve always done what they needed to do, whether it was attract male attention or nurse five kids.

No back problems, and I can run and play with no issues.

They are actual boobs, not excess that happens to be above my waist because I am fat, and it’s overflow.

Never had any complaints, only appreciation, even by self avowed “big boob men”. Maybe because I like my body, I like men, and I like sex.

Cons-

People rarely speak to my chest.

When listening to men talk about how much they love big boobs, I get to feel inadequate. When women talk about their awesome big boobs, I get to feel inadequate. Yeah, part of it’s me, but on the other hand-BIG BOOBS ARE EVERYWHERE, and flaunted moreso now than ever.

With our society at present it is all the more obvious who is well endowed and who is not, seeing that boobs are on display pretty much every where you go, 24/7. And if you aren’t flaunting your big boobs, well, you’re missing out.

Men have an unrealistic expectation of what women’s bodies look like. Boob jobs exacerbate this misinformation. Most men say that they don’t like boob jobs, but they like big tits. Huh. Guess I am outta luck, then.

They also think women should weigh about 115. The women that weigh 115 and have D cups are pretty rare in the real world. At least past 19 or so.

Anyways…

Husband is happy, I am happy, most of the time, although I feel more comfortable with a nice push up bra than going braless in public. I don’t have a problem being naked, but usually by the time I am naked in front of someone, it doesn’t matter.

It’d be nice to have more general population appreciation for regular sized women, though.

I just wish I could take 'em off when I don’t want to lug 'em around (which would probably be almost all of the time). I’m not comfortable flaunting my chestal area, and there are definitely styles I don’t wear because they just don’t fit or look decent (button-up shirts, for example, because of the button gaping). I could wear low-cut, cleavagy tops, but guys stare enough without putting the cloth equivalent of a flashing, neon, “LOOK AT THESE!” sign on.

I don’t know what my 38DDs weigh - I’d guess around 10 pounds. Strap a ten pound bag of sugar to your chest for a day and get back to me. :slight_smile: (Actually, make it two five pound bags, in a bra so you can get the full effect of the straps digging into your shoulders and the underwires pinching your underarms. Make sure you try lying on your stomach with this rig on.) I am of the “overweight so I have a large chest” category; I would gladly lose the boobs if I could also lose the extra weight. In a heartbeat.

I’m 5’2" and 36C at 41 years old. I think my boobs look great in a bra, but take it off and HELLO gravity. If I raise my arms way up in the air, the boobs ALMOST go up to where they should be, but I can’t walk around like that.

Women who wish for or even purchase larger boobs are NOT seeing the larger picture. I would kill for a small B or even an A. There are shirts that I absolutely cannot wear. It would not be cute or sexy. It would be grotesque!

Also bras are more expensive and don’t come in as many cute or sexy styles. After about 35, my boobs became just one more thing I had to attempt to maintain. Sigh…

All this and I know of lots of others on this board with much larger ones. I feel for you, sisters!

Yep! I could (and do) wear a lot of black turtlenecks (not any tighter than anyone else’s) and the girls still get the glances. C’mon…restraint, anyone? I just don’t see why anyone would get bigger boobs on purpose.

There was a gymnast on Howard Stern one time that had absolutely the best figure I’ve ever seen. I will admit that she had virtually zero boobs, but that body was smoking! If anyone used to watch a lot, she was the one who jumped up in the air and landed in splits…kind of hurt herself. They made her walk around with a sign and tampons in her nose. (Neither here nor there, but if you saw this show, you’ll probably remember, now, and agree with me about how great she looked!)

Anyway, Howard got boobs for her. Sure, yes, she was still smoking, but I thought that it absolutely ruined her look because I saw her “before.” Different strokes and all that…

Yeah, nipple orgasms are fun. Kind of embarrassing with a new lover, but marrying him solved that problem. I’m having trouble following your point. Assuming you have one, but anyway . . .

A giant penis doesn’t impair the owner of said wee-wee. Giant boobs do. Actual physical pain, and documentable, insurance pays for reduction type impairment.

It’s funny, until you are the poor girl with the fucked up collar bone and back from lugging them around every day.

Once upon a time, way back when, my circle of female friends rated each others rack by the relative size of the contraband that could theoretically (we tried to be wild, but we were all a bunch of prissy little thangs who couldn’t comprhend the definition of “wild child.”) smuggled past the thugs at the door of a late '70’s arena-style concert. I was “Sixpack Pansy,” along with “Half Pint Sharon” and “two keg Maggie.” Maggie turned 18 and got those garganutuan bazoombas reduced. She lost 38 lbs in the OR.

THIRTY EIGHT pounds.

No cites, ya perverts.

If I understand the OP (it’s very possible that I do not), I cordially invite him to go fuck himself, without an anelgesic, while he tres to stand up straight.

Oh for god’s sake, woman. That’s not true in the least, and you know it. Listen up, ladies, because I’ve got a secret to tell you. Would you hire an electrician to paint your house? A lawyer to do your taxes? Then why would you assume that I’d want a photo model to be my girlfriend?

115-lbs girls are like sneezing porcupines- cute to look at but no fun to hold. Those are totally different roles and require totally different bodies. Not all men like the skinny girls (I don’t) and not all men like the same type for all woman things. You know how many men have confirmed getting bruises on the pelvis from having sex with bony girls? You know how many hate to have shoulder blades and elbows digging into them while cuddling on the couch?

Whining that your boyfriend likes bony models is like whining that your pencil’s out of ink.

SHEESH!

Hell I shout it from the mountain tops. Guys with big ones HURT damnit! And oral sex is a painful chore of jaw pain and fatigue… Gah!!! Give me normal and avereage any day of the week and keep the “bigguns” far, far, far from me. i’ve always been boggled by the whole penis one-upsmanship since having spent years in the dressing rooms of strip clubs and having this type of conversation… most women in my experience like average. Not small, no, but NOT big either. Small is unsatisfying but doable. Average is nice. Big is HURT HURT PAIN STOP OW GO AWAY AAAAAHHHHHH and generally awful in every way.

YMMV.

Yeah…gonna need some numbers there. What’s big in this owie sense?

You know that one creation story about God making woman from man’s rib?

Well you see besides the rib, God took out Man’s soul along with it. Our soul is contained in the boobs. The bigger the boobs, the more of our soul that is there.

Oh! I forgot to say what I was thinking regarding boobs!

Look, women, have you ever watched two men talk to each other? I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but we don’t face each other. Looking at each other is a sign of dominance or sentiment. We don’t like either. When one speaks, the other looks at the floor. Then when it’s our turn to speak, we look up and the other looks down. If there’s chairs side by side, that’s perfect because then we can look at the tv/street/secretary instead. Now when we sit across from you and you start talking, guess what we do. Yes, that’s right. We look down. Not in the face, but down. At the ground? No, that’s too much effort…too much avoidance. We look the same place we look when talking to a man across from us- the chest. If you’re at a restaurant, say, and we’re facing each other, it’s not our fault that your boobs take up 90% of the nonfacial visual area. It’s also not our fault that we’re socially conditioned not to look at those we talk to. Just because our face is projected 10% downward doesn’t mean I’m mentally licking your tits.

True in all cases? No. But the seated-facing-you accusation of boob-watching has got to go!

CS

Chessic, I’m sorry, but that sounds crazy! I have a lot of guy friends and they always face each other when they talk. They actually…easy, now…make eye contact! I cannot picture two guys standing side by side, not facing each other while having a conversation. My best friend (a guy) actually used to give ME a hard time for not making eye contact. I continue to work on it to this day. Anyway, maybe your friends talk like this, but none of the guys I know do.

I just reread your statement and it just sounds like cavemen/neanderthals. Do y’all thump your chests, too? Silly boys…

I forgot about the bras - $40 and up, and they still probably won’t fit right. And not cute. Not ever cute. At this point I don’t care much about cute - I want (and need) functional. Comfortable would be a bonus, but I don’t really expect it any longer.

I am one of those women who hate their boobs on some level. I grew 'em at age 11 and realized I needed a bra, so I started borrowing Mom’s B cups, which fit me as well. Both boys and girls made fun of me for being the first in my 6th grade class to “develop,” and I distinctly remember hearing more than one"moo" while walking down the school hallway one morning. One would think teenage boys would be automatically drawn to a large-breasted girl. In my case, one would be wrong. I ended up spending high school in baggy shirts and jackets, because I was ashamed of my body. This made me even more unpopular. I finally got used to having big boobs when I was 30, because that was the year I gave birth to my daughter, whom I nursed. I guess using them to feed my kid got me used to them. I finally started wearing tops and dresses with cleavage not that long ago. I should have taken a picture of my Halloween costume, which was basically cat ears and a low-cut black dress (oh no, the dreaded “slutty black cat”). I was surprised to get compliments for my half-assed “costume.” I might wear it to the next con I go to if no one stops me. :smiley:

Ditto on the bras, featherlou. I hate shopping for bras because the pretty ones rarely come in a D cup, and the functional ones look like something my grandma might wear. :mad: