Quality Not Quan-titty(A short poem written in praise of my lovers' boobies, all of them regardless of size - and I include my own rather large ones in that category because nobody loves mine more than I do, with the possible exception of my lovely husband! Don't be fooled by the fact that it appears to be written from the male perspective - disregard gender as well as size. It's all about the love of boobies in general, but through my eyes and my lusts!)
My lover's tits are so tiny,
It's so plain for all to see,
Though my lover's tits are so tiny,
She sure loves them - just like me!
She tells me when to caress them, how to grope them long and proud,
To suckle and to kiss them, make them stand out in a crowd,
To help her dark teats tighten and thicken to a knot,
To make her nipples lengthen, and show just what she's got.
She loves it when she's bra-less, so that snug-fit, low-cut top
Rubs her titties to perfection, till her teats feel fit to pop.
And she loves to bend right over, when she's in that loose-fit dress,
With her dangling tits swinging freely, seeking ogling eyes to impress.
When she feels others' eyes upon her, and her tits are the stars of the show,
I know why my lover is smiling, why her being is all aglow.
She's not simply teasing others, you know, or me, or herself, you see,
There's a secret she learned early on in her life, and she shared her secret with me.
For my lover comes when her tits are touched,
When they're squeezed or they're stroked or they're sucked,
She comes if she touches her tits for herself,
She comes if her cleavage gets fucked.
She comes if my tongue just tickles her teats,
She comes when they're touched by the air,
She comes if she tugs on her titties herself,
Or if she knows someone's seen them bare.
She comes when I spunk all over her bust,
When I pump it from just underneath,
She comes when she feels my breath on her breast,
When her nipple gets nipped by my teeth.
The gentlest tit-kiss will toggle her off,
Her orgasms ripple and flow,
One touch to her tit, and her tit is her clit,
And the pump in her cunt will just grow.
Volcanoes erupt in the core of her cunt,
Spasms triggered, gushing heat, lava flow.
Such passion within, such honey pumped out,
When she comes, stars explode all aglow.
To make love to my lover is an honour untold,
To be there when she comes, such a treasure,
And to come when she comes - it's so hard to resist,
She's the fountain of all of my pleasure.
Though my lover's tits are so tiny,
They're more powerful than others, you see,
And when clits were shared out, she got lucky,
Instead of one, she was blessed, she got three!
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July 7, 2011, 9:48 am
Introduction: Brad gets some help
The Defiance Starts
I stood there in disbelief. Her mother is the woman I lost my virginity to because I was f***ed to r**e her thanks in part to my skinhead father. I looked at the woman then to her husband. This isn’t going to be good I thought.
Kimiko walked up and said “Mom, Russ, this is Brad my….ummm. …….my… ummm… hopefully he wants to that is ummm be my boyfriend. Right now he is my dance partner in gym. Kimiko looked so nervous. Her white Japanese cheeks turning a reddish shade, as she tried to explain who I am. She looked at me “Brad this
May 2, 2012, 1:48 am
Chapter 1
Her naked body hissed between the sheets as she slid
into bed. It was a luxurious feeling, like hotel sheets
always are, cool, crisp and fresh, nearly crackling. She
felt like purring as she snuggled down, allowing the
soft comfort to ease the tension of the day's drive from
her.
Fresh from the shower, glowing with a pampered warmth,
she rolled to the center of the king-size bed and
languidly stretched. A satisfied smile danced across her
full lips as she once more came alive. Carefully, she
arranged the shoulder length strands of light brunette
hair in a fl
April 26, 2012, 5:48 pm
'The little bastard!'
Amy snuck one hand across his mouth, the other under the waistband of his jeans, and jerked him backward from the cracked open door he'd been peering through. Tim jumped with shock and tripped over his feet because Amy pulled him so hard. Still, she managed to keep him upright, and stifle the grunt of surprise he made, as she bundled him through the adjoining door into his own bedroom.
"What on earth do you think you're doing, Tim?" She asked in an angry whisper as she released him.
"Nothing... "
"Liar!"
Amy slapped him across his face with the full flat o
March 14, 2012, 3:48 am
Story #1: The pencil test; a story about Tom and Tina by MaxMon
Part 1: Pretty flowers, pretty Tina
Tina wore a smile reminiscent of surprise as if she had just opened a birthday gift that held her most desired thing; a sense of anticipation fulfilled with glee, and a natural enchantment filled her eyes most of the time. To her every day brought forth wondrous moments she took in eloquent stride. She exuded sincerity that life was a precious thing best experienced in the here and now, to not concern one’s ambition with the anxiety in not knowing the fut
February 27, 2012, 9:48 am
2. Arrival
Pulling against the chains that secured her arms over her head, Sasha whimpered in frustraition
yet again. Her bonds hardly rattled at all as she shook and twisted her body to try and get free.
All she succeeded in doing though was making her heavy tits jiggle and bounce painfully. Alone
and naked save for the few cow patterned garments her mistress had allowed her, Sasha cried
softly in the darkened room. Her breasts were swollen with milk, now each one was larger than
her head! Pink bands had been tied to the base of her nipples, preventing any of her milk from
leaking out.
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