Male breast fantasies

[Maleboobs]

Testosterone con'd again

It was saturday, but unfortunately my wife had to leave after breakfast for her parttime job at a hospital.
I took my time in front of our bathroom mirror to inspect my breasts. In contrast to the days before, when I considered them to be just a huge embarrassment, now I had learnt, how much pleasure they could provide.
I took a shower, and used a special oil-salt mixture on my breasts. It was mildly abrasive, during application the salt slowly melted and was gone then, the oil made the skin soft and creamy. Suddenly I couldn't get enough of massaging, cupping and caressing them.
When I was dry again, I went through the bras of my wife, because I wanted to see and feel, how is was to wear a bra. Of course I didn't expect them to fit well, because my chest was heavier than that of my wife and my boobies somewhat smaller.
But when I tried a nice balconet push-up, it didn't look too bad. More than that, the way my breasts were bulging out of the bra was a seductive sight. I gently caressed the visible parts of my globes and felt my nips straining against the fabric.
Well, since my wife now knew about my breast kink, why not let her know that I tried on one of her bras?
So I kept it on under my shirt, which I left partly unbuttoned. Again watching myself in the mirror, the bra had formed a nice cleavage.
The view alone let my nips harden and my cock as well.
So when my wife arrived later in the afternoon, I had spent the day in a state of constant mild arousal.
She said hello, let her eyes wander over my shirt and said smilingly 'Oh, how naughty...and how nice.' Then as if having second thoughts 'I think we need to buy you something better fitting.'
'Errrh, how would we do this? I mean, I can't just go to a lingerie and...you know...'
'Silly, of course not...we have this nice and small lingerie not far from here...I'll go there now and bring some bras for you to try...ok?'
'Well, yes...' I stammered.
You went out and left me speachless.
While you were shopping for me I prepared a light dinner, just some salad with chicken and some french bread. I chose a light white wine to go with it.
When I heart the car door slamming I opened the front door and let you in, carrying a bag, apparently from that lingerie.
'Oh, dinner is ready? How sweet.'
You put the bag aside and we ate, but the atmosphere was already erotically charged.
After dinner my wife told me 'honey, I don't want you to feel uncomfortable, and I perhaps steamrolled you a bit with this shopping. So just take what I bought, go to the bedroom and try those items. Then you tell me what you perhaps like. I can give it all back, in case you don't want any of them.'
'Ok' I smile.
In the bedroom I looked, what was there.
Well, three items in two sizes each.
Oh my...A balconet bra a bit similar to the one I already had worn. But, mhhh, the bigger one did fit perfectly, not too tight, and with smaller cups. It looked amazing and felt great. Done deal.
The next was a real eyecatcher and let me blush, even though I was alone. A nip-free push-up bra. Again the bigger one did fit better. It made my boobies look both full and perky.
The last pece was a dangerously low-cut silk top. I tried it while I still had the nip-free bra on. Mhhh, the fabric worked wonders on my exposed and already hardened nips. Again, done deal for the bra and the top.
I didn't bother to take it off, but went straight back to the living room.
'Wow, honey...oh my...how seductive. Perfect.'
She came closer and gave my poking nips a gentle brush.
'I could eat them now and here'
And so she did.
***

Even though I wanted to return the favor, I was too tired from that arousing experience and fell asleep soon.
When I woke up, it was still early, too early for breakfast, so I went to the bathroom and stopped briefly in front of the mirror. Now that we both had found out, how exciting my pair of breasts could be, I watched them no longer with embarrassment, but with kind of pride.
They were firm, but full, not big and not sagging, a small B-cup, I'd say. Any man's dream. And they were mine, our ours, better to say.
My biggest surprise was, that my wife didn't just irnore them, which would have been ok, but literally embraced them as enrichment of our sex life. What a lucky man I was. And watching them now with this new mindset made me horny again, lusting for my own breasts.
I took some nice-smelling cream from the board and put a generous measure upon my nips. Then I briefly distributed it and went back to bed.
There was already some dim light from outside, so I stretched out, again facing my wife, who was still sleeping, and began to massage in the lotion. The degree of erotic sensitivity of my nips, and not only nips, but the whole breastflesh, was a miracle.
I crossed my arms and massaged both breasts, getting completely lost in the action.
Suddenly my wife stirred, sighed, turned around facing me and continued sleeping.
I froze, not sure I wanted her to witness my new enthusiasm regarding my boobies. But after a minute I resumed my movements.
I froze again, when she murmured "unsatiable, aren't they?"
I blushed and stammered "You have woken them up, now they don't give rest."
"Mhhh, so it's all my fault."
I laughed "Exactly"
"Then I'll give them something to do. Come on, my busty lover, on your knees."
She rolled back and guided me to sit on her legs. "Now let your breasts sway over my tighs."
I sensed, what she had in mind, and the thought made me dizzy with arousal.
I bent down, until my nips touched her inner tighs. She sighed and moaned.
Travelling north, I let my right nip touch her already wet clit, which made her cry out. "Oh god, yes..."
I pushed somewhat harder, moving up and down.
It was kind of a weird, but arousing experience, because so far this of course never had been possible, but now my breast size did allow it.
I couldn't hold back to murmur "They like that a lot..."
This pushed my wife over the edge. She buckled and moaned and then a forceful climax washed over her.
"Oh my, you're so naughty with your new boobies" she giggled. I was still aroused, but first we had breakfast.

 

[dystracted]

wow, mhhh, so hot...I wish hubby would embrace his feminine side more...his nips ARE sensitive...

It was saturday, but unfortunately my wife had to leave after breakfast for her parttime job at a hospital.
I took my time in front of our bathroom mirror to inspect my breasts. In contrast to the days before, when I considered them to be just a huge embarrassment, now I had learnt, how much pleasure they could provide.
I took a shower, and used a special oil-salt mixture on my breasts. It was mildly abrasive, during application the salt slowly melted and was gone then, the oil made the skin soft and creamy. Suddenly I couldn't get enough of massaging, cupping and caressing them.
When I was dry again, I went through the bras of my wife, because I wanted to see and feel, how is was to wear a bra. Of course I didn't expect them to fit well, because my chest was heavier than that of my wife and my boobies somewhat smaller.
But when I tried a nice balconet push-up, it didn't look too bad. More than that, the way my breasts were bulging out of the bra was a seductive sight. I gently caressed the visible parts of my globes and felt my nips straining against the fabric.
Well, since my wife now knew about my breast kink, why not let her know that I tried on one of her bras?
So I kept it on under my shirt, which I left partly unbuttoned. Again watching myself in the mirror, the bra had formed a nice cleavage.
The view alone let my nips harden and my cock as well.
So when my wife arrived later in the afternoon, I had spent the day in a state of constant mild arousal.
She said hello, let her eyes wander over my shirt and said smilingly 'Oh, how naughty...and how nice.' Then as if having second thoughts 'I think we need to buy you something better fitting.'
'Errrh, how would we do this? I mean, I can't just go to a lingerie and...you know...'
'Silly, of course not...we have this nice and small lingerie not far from here...I'll go there now and bring some bras for you to try...ok?'
'Well, yes...' I stammered.
You went out and left me speachless.
While you were shopping for me I prepared a light dinner, just some salad with chicken and some french bread. I chose a light white wine to go with it.
When I heart the car door slamming I opened the front door and let you in, carrying a bag, apparently from that lingerie.
'Oh, dinner is ready? How sweet.'
You put the bag aside and we ate, but the atmosphere was already erotically charged.
After dinner my wife told me 'honey, I don't want you to feel uncomfortable, and I perhaps steamrolled you a bit with this shopping. So just take what I bought, go to the bedroom and try those items. Then you tell me what you perhaps like. I can give it all back, in case you don't want any of them.'
'Ok' I smile.
In the bedroom I looked, what was there.
Well, three items in two sizes each.
Oh my...A balconet bra a bit similar to the one I already had worn. But, mhhh, the bigger one did fit perfectly, not too tight, and with smaller cups. It looked amazing and felt great. Done deal.
The next was a real eyecatcher and let me blush, even though I was alone. A nip-free push-up bra. Again the bigger one did fit better. It made my boobies look both full and perky.
The last pece was a dangerously low-cut silk top. I tried it while I still had the nip-free bra on. Mhhh, the fabric worked wonders on my exposed and already hardened nips. Again, done deal for the bra and the top.
I didn't bother to take it off, but went straight back to the living room.
'Wow, honey...oh my...how seductive. Perfect.'
She came closer and gave my poking nips a gentle brush.
'I could eat them now and here'
And so she did.
***

 

[Maleboobs]

I wish some of those having confessed in this poll to have breast fantasies as I do would tell me about it...here or via PM

 

[Easyvirtue]

Mmmm that’s so sexy your wife wants your breasts when you crossdress.

 

[Maleboobs]

I posted this a while ago, but the idea still makes my nips tingle...

I am alone at home, wife is shopping, might take hours...
Rummaging through her cupboard I found a nip-free bra, a bit small for my chest, but beautifully enhancing my breasts...sitting in front of a mirror I stroke my nips and breasts bulging out of this narrow bra, when all of a sudden my wife asks in a low voice 'what on earth are you doing?
I almost die with embarrassment, but I can't deny the facts.
She moves closer, steps behind me, looks down and murmurs 'Now what a pair of cute beauties do we have here?'
Reaches down and starts circling my nips with her long and delicate fingers.
'Don't move...' she orders.
I obey gratefully...
Her palms now ever so gently brush over my nips, and she's watching the two of us in the mirror...
'Would you mind if I continue? I am curious, whether I'd manage to make you come this way...'
OMG...
'And your price to pay would be to wear this bra of mine more often here at home...Frankly speaking I have often fantasized of having a young girls breasts at my disposal...and now you provide something equally nice...'


her relentless caresses let me forget all reluctance and embarrassment.
'Do you think they are a bit too feminine?' I ask
'Oh no, by no means...look, when I cup them in that bra, how nicely they bulge...I admit, I would never have imagined to like them this way...but you made them so smooth and silky...mhhhh'
Blushing I murmur, with my breasts quivering under your touches 'you know, I even want them bigger sometimes...'
She giggles 'would regular massage and suckling help to develop them? Let's give it a try...'
Having said that she drops to her knees and starts slowly licking my nips...
her hands reach up and squeeze my breasts together and even more upwards...
when she starts to close her lips around my right nip while caressing the other I moan and whisper 'mhhh, yes, suckle them...please'
she looks up briefly, smiles and responds 'you bet I will...'
then she suckles my breast like a baby...rythmically...
I feel the arousal building like a wave out of control...oh god...

 

[Maleboobs]

if only my boobies were big enough, I'd suckle them all day...

 

[Maleboobs]

so many admitting to have male breast fantasies like I do...would love to earn more about them...so PM me, or if you dare, share them here...

 

[littlepinkpeepee]

so many admitting to have male breast fantasies like I do...would love to earn more about them...so PM me, or if you dare, share them here...

I want saggy boobies so bad. I love it when my wife makes me wear bras and falsies!

 

[Maleboobs]

I want saggy boobies so bad. I love it when my wife makes me wear bras and falsies!

why saggy? But you're a lucky guy with a wife like that...

 

[littlepinkpeepee]

why saggy? But you're a lucky guy with a wife like that...

That's a great question and one I don't exactly know the answer to, lol. I just know that the closer to the waistline the nipples get, the more my little peepee dribbles in my panty. My wife thinks it's the coolest thing ever, lol.

Before getting silicone falsies she would stuff my bra with panties...

 

[Maleboobs]

Friends finding out about their boobies

We are friends for several years now. You are gay (however currently without partner) and I am happily married. We made it a habit once a month, when my wife would go out for card game evenig, to meet, have some wine and chat. As we do it today.
With the wine having made both of us relaxed, I ask you 'Erhhh, may I ask you something? It's a bit of private thing, so I hope you don't mind.'
You smile and say 'shoot away'
I stammer a bit 'you know, I noticed for a while already that, well, your chest is not exactly flat.'
'Yeah, that's true'
'And, well, it's difficult to say and I hope you don't mind...I have asked myself, whether this, I mean having, well, you know what I mean, whether this is an issue between men?'
You giggle 'You mean, whether we mutually caress our breasts?'
'Errrh, yes, and whether it's erotically arousing?'
'Oh, I guess, not for all, but clearly for me' now you blush a bit.
'But why do you ask?'
'Well, since you already admitted it, I can say, it's true for me too.'
'You mean, your breasts and nips are sensitive?'
'Oh my yes, more than that, they are hypersensitive.'
'But that's wonderful, isn't it? And looking closer, you're not exactly flatchested too.'
Now it's my turn to blush. 'Yeah'
All of a sudden I realise that my shirt isn't completely buttoned up, or better to say, quite some buttons undone, so my small breasts are visible to an extent.
You come a bit closer. 'You know that never ever I'd make a move towards you. I know you're straight. But perhaps you'd let me, just briefly, touch your breasts, just once?'
I am kind of shocked. This conversation is running out of control.
But I started the issue.
'I am not sure we should do that' I stammer.
'But it's just fun, nobody gets hurt.'
I nod, speachless now.
Apparently you take this as an approval, since your left hand reaches towards my shirt, unbuttons it somewhat more, and then reaches into it and gently cups my right breast. Just cupping so far, not more, but I gasp and can't keep my breast from twiching once.
'Oh' you smile 'they like it' and having said that your thumb starts to caress my nip.
***
A soft moan escapes my lips 'you shouldn't do that' but I betray, what I said by not pushing your hand away.
'They are smooth...I guess you cream them quite often.' you murmur.
Now you start gently massaging my breast, squeezing it. I squirm under your touch.
You turn more towards me and start unbuttoning your own shirt. 'Come on, try my ones too.' I am beyond hesitation now, turn around too and let my right hand slip into your shirt, finding you left breast, cupping it.
Our position is making both of your breasts slightly fuller. I whisper 'Yours are bigger than my ones.'
Since I stroke my breasts and nips so often, I am kind of an expert in this. I massage your breast and let my palm caress your nip. Your breathing becomes heavier.
And your stroking becomes more intense. We're both in a dreamlike state.
'You know what? For obvious reasons I have never touched a womans breast, but your ones feel like a womans.'
You can't know it, but a remark like that touches something deep down in me and intensifies the pleasure immensely.
You add 'and of course...well...I have never kissed one, let alone...'
'What do you mean?' I moan, well knowing, what you mean.
'I am fully aware that what we're doing is a lot more difficult for you than for me...So perhaps you should just relax and give me the unique opportunity to enjoy a woman breasts...please...'
My resistance is crumbling...Why not?
You are sensing that and put a pillow on my lap, then place your head upon it.
I unbutton my shirt completely and wiggle out of it. Now I bend forward so my breasts are swaying above your face.
'What a view' you murmur, then start slowly licking my right nip. You manage to push your left hand under my breast, making it seductively full. I am completely under your spell now.
When you close your lips around my nipple, I start to moan and feel my cock getting hard. I hope you don't notice it through the thin pillow.
Your other hand now is kneading my left breast, while you suckle the right one. I am afraid this will lead to something extremely embarrassing.
So I gasp 'hold it for a moment....'
But not only you don't, but you intensify your suckling.
'Oh god, I can't...'
But you ignore my desparation, and I guess you know pretty well, what my problem is.
When I start stirring under the pillow, you fall into a fast suckling rythm accompanied by a milking massage of my other breast.
'It's too much, I am sorry...oh god...' I moan and come in my jeans.

 

[Maleboobs]

I wake up and feel that something is different. After a moment of confusion I realize, what it is.
Something heavy is resting on my right arm. Then I feel its warmth.
OMG I have developed a full pair of breasts over night, no idea, how that could happen. At first I am terrified, then I think that this is, what I always wanted, deparately wanted.
In a hurry I unbutton my pyjama and look down. Two heavely globes, milk-white with a flawless skin and rosy nips are nesting close to each other. The view is awesome.
I start cupping the right breast with my left hand. Oh my, this feels better than good.
I give it a gentle squeeze and get an unvoluntary twich in return. The nip in my palm is getting hard. Mhhhh, this is getting quite arousing. Because my breasts ar so close together, I manage to reach both nips with thumb and middlefinger and begin caressing them. My nips always have been erotically hypersensitive, but the electric jolts my finger are generating is making me gasp and moan.
I jump out of bed to the bathroom, and then in front of the mirror start massaging my boobies again. They are gorgeous, not huge, but a good C-cup, I guess. Picking up the flask of baby-oil, I spill a generous measure upon them and continue my massage, distributing the oil all over them, making them slippery and even more sensitive.
And watching them being treated so well I feel my arousal building. My cock is throbbing and after some minutes of oiling and caressing I feel loosing control and reach an eruptive climax without even having touched my cock.
When it's subsiding I realize that this will not be the last climax of the day.

 

[dystracted]

Mhhh...I cup and caress my breasts every morning before getting up...

 

[Maleboobs]

that's what I'd like to use...
https://www.amazon.com/-/de/dp/B09D.../142-5137502-4231216?pd_rd_i=B09DGDDF85&psc=1

 

[Maleboobs]

Escort service
I have never paid for sex. But meanwhile my breasts and nips are so desparately craving for being touched and massaged that I decide to give it a try.
I call an expensive escort service and tell the receptionist, what I want.
She's surprisingly open to my request, which is to hire a woman, who'd be willing to treat my breasts as if they were a womans breasts.
'I think I have the right girl for you. She a bit on the bicurious side, still a bit unexperienced, but eager to learn. And she has a nice bosom herself,
not too big, rosy nips, firm and full. If you pay a deposit, I'll send her to your appartment this evening.'
So I did.
Before she arrived I chose jeans, a loose shirt with some buttons undone. IMy breast area freshly shaved, but I am almost hairless there anyway. Then some lotion
to make them smooth, and some champagne in a cooler.
I was nervous as hell.
The doorbell ringed and there she was. Not too tall, smooth skin, blond hair and a nice cleavage visible in her low-cut shirt. She smiled, but it was clear she was nervous too.
'Come in' what she did. 'A glass of champagne?' She smiled and nodded.
'Let's do the financials first. It was 200€ for 3 hours. I'll make it 500 plus bonus, if you treat me right.'
'Oh...'
I filled two glasses, we sat down and had some sips.
'So would you tell me, what your secret desires are? I have had some breafing information, but it's always better to hear it first hand'smiled.

I blush and all of a sudden feel embarrassed. 'Well, you know, I have always had sensitibe breasts and nips, but more recently I...OMG'
'Just go on' she smiled.
'Well, in my secret dreams I have breasts like a woman, and they are being treated like a womans breasts.'
'You know what? I like womens breasts, I like watching them, and I like caressing them too. Why don't you demonstrate me, what you want? You have got a mirror?'
'In my bedroom, yes...'
We went there and she ait on my bed facing the huge mirror. 'Please sit behind me...' I did as told, she sat between my spread legs her back facing me.
We both looked into the mirror, and she slowly unbuttoned her shirt. 'Help me to get rid of it.'
Whe I did, her full breasts nicely wrapped in a push-up bra became visible. 'Hmmm, beautiful.' I murmured.
'Thanks, now don't be shy...'
My arms reached under her armpits and I let me fingers lightly brush ober her bulging globes. 'Mhhh, an expert...'she giggeled.
Then I undid her front-hooked bra, let it slip down and started to just cup her breasts from below, making them even fuller. 'They are gorgeous' I whispered.
Letting my right hand below her right breast I started to slowly circle her nipple with my left hand, then began stroking it. 'Oh my, they like that.' she moaned.
My thumb and index finger the began to gently pull her nip in a milking fashion, rythmically. 'Oh, that's kinky.'
I did the same motion now on both of her breasts. 'Just imagine you'd be lactating and your milk would splash all over the place.' I murmured.
'OMG, you might make me come doing this for longer and speaking like that.' she was clearly aroused, her nips were hard now.
I whiggled from behind her and asked her to move back on the bed, leaning against its back. When she did, I placed my head on her lap with pillow as support.
'Please bend down somewhat.' I asked.
When she did, her boobs were swaying over my face. I started kissing them gently, licking her nips, then started to suckle her right breast while kneading the other.
'OMG, yes...that is what I have always been dreaming about...being suckled by a woman...or a man feeling like a woman...having breasts like a woman...
tb con'd

 

[Maleboobs]

Escort service con'd 1
Then all of a sudden she regained control to a certain extent. 'I am pretty sure I know now what you are craving fore, because it's close to my own fantasies.'
'Would you go back to the mirror now?' she asked with a husky voice.
I happily obliged.
Now she sat behind me after having grabbed some lotion from my bedtable.
Reaching for my breasts from behind, she brushed over them and said: 'I'd love to make them even smoother, even though you skin is already flawless.'
'Oh yes please'
She put a generous measure of lotion into her palms and started to gently distribute it over my breasts and nips, which respond immediately.
Rubbing it in, she murmured 'Such a nice pair, most women would be envious...'
Then she added:'my boss told me something about taking pics or videos...but I have to clearly state that I won't allow my face to be recognisible, ok?
'Sure...' I moaned extremely aroused by her stroking. 'Could we set up the camera before you continue?'
'Ok'
I stood up, reluctantly though, got my camera, which was prepared already, and focussed it on her hands, then started the video.
After having got into my previous position and checking the focus of the camera by using its flip screen, I said:'Oh please continue...'
'I know, what you want now...' she murmured.
'Make your right breast full by cupping it...I will caress it...'
I used my left hand to cup my right breast, moulding it into motherly fullness...and she started to brush my nip with her index finger first, then with her palm.
'Don't they look womanly, motherly even?' I gasped.
'More than that...they look sexy and already rather aroused.'
Now she started to mimick the milking movement I had show her on her breasts with her thumb and index finger. 'If you continue like this...OMG...I'd like to lactate now...'
Hearing me moan, she began to make the same to both of my nips...'Oh my, I feel like a mommy being milked...and enjoy it in a kinky mannner.'

 

[Maleboobs]

Earlier on I wrote about my wife having found out about my breast hypersensitivity and extended the story over several chapters. I called it 'being watched'
I have continued the story and changed the office scene and what came after that somewhat...
Anybody interested?

 

[dystracted]

Earlier on I wrote about my wife having found out about my breast hypersensitivity and extended the story over several chapters. I called it 'being watched'
I have continued the story and changed the office scene and what came after that somewhat...
Anybody interested?

By all means do it. The being watched sequence was arousing for me and I cupped and massaged my breasts all the time reading it.

 

[Maleboobs]

Oh cool. I confess to having wonderful and sensitive male boobs.They fill a B cup. I have fantasies. I have never licked my own or had someone suck on them. I think it's be a thrill. I massage them alot. I take very good care of them. I love shaving the hair, with of course a womans razor as it is more sensitive. My nipples can really perk out.

OMG a B-cup. I am so envious.

 

[Maleboobs]

By all means do it. The being watched sequence was arousing for me and I cupped and massaged my breasts all the time reading it.

Being watched (2nd edition) #1
With time I got a bit negligent regarding my choice of shirts, so one day I caught a female colleague staring at my chest, and when she became aware
of having been caught, she blushed.
I just smiled and let it go.
Some days later I had to fix a software problem she had, and bending over her keyboard I realized that she had a nice view into my shirt and upon
my swaying breasts. Again being caught she blushed.
'What is it?' I asked.
'Sorry, but I couldn't help peeking' she stammered.
'Peeking where?'
'Well, I guess you know where.'
'You've got a problem with my boobies?'
'OMG no...on the contrary...'
'What's that supposed to mean?'
'Well...they look nice...'
'Thanks'
'As a matter of fact, more than nice...they look...well, sexy'
'Oh?' Now it was my turn to blush.
'I have never seen a guy with such a feminine-looking pair of breasts...just amazing.'
Still being in that bend-down position, I said teasingly 'You'd like to touch them?'
'Really? May I?'
'Sure'
Her right hand slipped into my shirt and reluctantly cupped my left breast, which twitched briefly. She gave it a quick squeeze and then murmured:
'So soft...smooth...'
'So you like them?'
'I guess I do...any teenager would be envious...'
'So you're into breasts? A womans breasts?'
'Well, yes...I am'
'But into a mans breasts too, in case they look feminine enough like my ones?'
'OMG...what are we talking about here?'
'Well, wrong place and time. But what about joining me and my wife for dinner today?'
'Errrrh...why not, thanks. So you're married? And your wife has no...well...'
'Problems with my boobies? By no means...she loves them...'
'So I'll be around at, may be, 7p.m.?
'Fine, see you then'

 

[Maleboobs]

Being watched (2nd edition) #1
With time I got a bit negligent regarding my choice of shirts, so one day I caught a female colleague staring at my chest, and when she became aware
of having been caught, she blushed.
I just smiled and let it go.
Some days later I had to fix a software problem she had, and bending over her keyboard I realized that she had a nice view into my shirt and upon
my swaying breasts. Again being caught she blushed.
'What is it?' I asked.
'Sorry, but I couldn't help peeking' she stammered.
'Peeking where?'
'Well, I guess you know where.'
'You've got a problem with my boobies?'
'OMG no...on the contrary...'
'What's that supposed to mean?'
'Well...they look nice...'
'Thanks'
'As a matter of fact, more than nice...they look...well, sexy'
'Oh?' Now it was my turn to blush.
'I have never seen a guy with such a feminine-looking pair of breasts...just amazing.'
Still being in that bend-down position, I said teasingly 'You'd like to touch them?'
'Really? May I?'
'Sure'
Her right hand slipped into my shirt and reluctantly cupped my left breast, which twitched briefly. She gave it a quick squeeze and then murmured:
'So soft...smooth...'
'So you like them?'
'I guess I do...any teenager would be envious...'
'So you're into breasts? A womans breasts?'
'Well, yes...I am'
'But into a mans breasts too, in case they look feminine enough like my ones?'
'OMG...what are we talking about here?'
'Well, wrong place and time. But what about joining me and my wife for dinner today?'
'Errrrh...why not, thanks. So you're married? And your wife has no...well...'
'Problems with my boobies? By no means...she loves them...'
'So I'll be around at, may be, 7p.m.?
'Fine, see you then'

Being watched (2nd edition) #2
At home I told my wife about the invitation and was completely open about it and the fact that my colleague was spellbound after having watched and even briefly touched my breast.
'So she is a breast addict as we are.' said she matter of factly.
'I guess'
Then we both should dress appropriately to make sure she knows we both enjoy the view of a nice cleavage and mutually enjoy our breasts.
'What do you recommend?'
'I'll wear a dirndl-like dress with this rectangular neckline, and you'll wear a low-cut top with an mostly unbuttoned shirt above.'
So that's what we did. The prepared dinner was simple; a steak with a salad and some icecream as desert.
We did prepare it jointly and were already mildly aroused watching each other meanwhile.
When the doorbell rang, my wife opened. 'You must be Judy. Come in. Nice to meet you.'
When she entered the kitchen, her jaw kind of dropped seeing me in my outfit.
But hers was spectacular too; jeans and a low-cut blouse, hinting a nice cleavage enhanced by a push-up below. I hadn't realized how curvy she was.
'We'll be ready in some minutes. Some wine? We had some already.'
'Oh yes, please.'
Apparently she was still almost speachless by our dressing, especially my one.
Doing the steaks in a pan, my wife said 'Hubby told me about your...shall we say...encounter today.'
'OMG, I am sorry...I didn't mean to...be...I don't know.'
'It's perfectly ok...he likes compliments...' giggled my wife.
Now Judy seemed to relax a bit.
During dinner the atmosphere was erotically charged.
We all watched each others boobies and cleavages, having no clue what the evening might have in stock.
I cleared the dishes after dinner, leaving the two women alone in the living room. I heard the occasional giggle from the kitchen.

 

[Maleboobs]

Being watched (2nd edition) #2
At home I told my wife about the invitation and was completely open about it and the fact that my colleague was spellbound after having watched and even briefly touched my breast.
'So she is a breast addict as we are.' said she matter of factly.
'I guess'
Then we both should dress appropriately to make sure she knows we both enjoy the view of a nice cleavage and mutually enjoy our breasts.
'What do you recommend?'
'I'll wear a dirndl-like dress with this rectangular neckline, and you'll wear a low-cut top with an mostly unbuttoned shirt above.'
So that's what we did. The prepared dinner was simple; a steak with a salad and some icecream as desert.
We did prepare it jointly and were already mildly aroused watching each other meanwhile.
When the doorbell rang, my wife opened. 'You must be Judy. Come in. Nice to meet you.'
When she entered the kitchen, her jaw kind of dropped seeing me in my outfit.
But hers was spectacular too; jeans and a low-cut blouse, hinting a nice cleavage enhanced by a push-up below. I hadn't realized how curvy she was.
'We'll be ready in some minutes. Some wine? We had some already.'
'Oh yes, please.'
Apparently she was still almost speachless by our dressing, especially my one.
Doing the steaks in a pan, my wife said 'Hubby told me about your...shall we say...encounter today.'
'OMG, I am sorry...I didn't mean to...be...I don't know.'
'It's perfectly ok...he likes compliments...' giggled my wife.
Now Judy seemed to relax a bit.
During dinner the atmosphere was erotically charged.
We all watched each others boobies and cleavages, having no clue what the evening might have in stock.
I cleared the dishes after dinner, leaving the two women alone in the living room. I heard the occasional giggle from the kitchen.

Being watched (2nd edition) #3
When I came back, I asked 'what's so funny?'
'Oh nothing...' both still grinning.
'you were making fun of me...'
'Oh no never...
'something is on your mind...'
Judy smiled 'oh my yes...'
'Tell me'
'Have a glas of wine first'
'I am alarmed now' I smile.
'Look' my wife said 'Judy apparently is attracted, to say the least, to your beautiful breasts...'
'Oh?'
'Yes, and we agreed to let her , or us, let her have her share...'
'Over my head...'
'For sure, and here's the deal: we will do to your boobies whatever we want. We'll make sure you're not to come before we want you to.
We will make it a tantalizing experience and will have you whimper and crave for relief. We will set the rules...'
Shivering with anticipation I could only nod.
'So get your sophisticated camera, make it ready for close distance videos, tell us how to work it and then get off your top.'
I happily obeyed and then waited for further instructions.
'Now sit back and just watch...and don't touch yourself'
Both women now slowly undressed, both revealing a full and flawless pair of breasts. They approached each other and let their nips touch gently.
I m spellbound. Now my wife is laying back and judy is straddling her, bending over, her breasts swaying over my wifes head.
I felt tempted to touch my own breasts, but those rules...
Judy was teasing her now...her nips touching my wifes cheeks, eyes...then it was time for latching on...Judy was moaning now...
'Oh this is great...don't stop...' my wife now took the other one. 'OMG..'Judy was almost whimpering now. But apparently this was just a teaser for all of us, not
intended to lead to any prepature climax.
So my wife stopped, but Judy moved down somewhat and let her full boobies sway over the breasts of my wife, then let her nips brush over them.
'Mhhh' purred my wife.
Their idea to turn me on by letting me watch them and their breastplay worked perfectly. I was desparately craving to have my breasts and nips being caressed too.
Both women were getting up now with flushed cheeks. Judy smiled at me 'did you enjoy it? We did, I can tell you.'
'It was awsome...' I smiled back.
Paule (my wife) recomended: 'Let's go to our bedroom...we have a huge mirror there.'
So we all moved there, and waited for my instructions. Paula mounted the camera on a tripod, checked the focus and started the videotaping.
'Michael (that's me), please sit here in front of the mirror, I'll sit behind you and Judy is free now to do, what she was craving for...exploring your boobies.'
So I sat down, my wife behind me, cupping my breasts from there, lifting them, making them full, and Judy was sitting close to me watching my breasts with awe.
Reluctantly she began so brush over my bulging beauties, which responded with some twitches. Now her roght palm was gently stroking over my right nip, then over my left one.
'Oh my, they are so smooth and flawless...would you bend forwards a bit?' I did and supported by Paulas hands they looked even fuller than before.
Paula added 'sometimes words can be as arousing as touches. Judy, would you agree that those two really look feminine and motherly?'
She was right; those compliments together with Judys gentle caressing made me moan with pleasure.
Getting the hint Judy added 'Oh my yes...many women would be proud to have such a pair.' and intensified her caressing, now using both hands.
Then Judy asked 'Don't you think they might appreciate some cream? To make them even softer and more sensitive than they already are?'
Paule said 'Absolutely' left her position and got some cream.
'Judy, would you like to take my position? I'll provide some cream to your hands.'
So Judy took the position behind me, got a generous measure of cream upon both of her palms and began to distribute it to my shivering breasts, starting from below and moving up to
my nips and above. It was incredibly arousing, not only the touch of her hands, but watching my breasts being lifted, kneaded and massaged.
After some minutes she bacame totally absorbed in what she did, so she didn't notice Paula crawling up behind her still holding the cream.
I couldn't see in the mirror, what happended next, but I guessed Paula began to cream Judys breasts from behind as she did for me. But all of a sudden Judy gasped and then moaned
'OMG Paula...mhhh...so good.' So she became aroused more and more not only because she eventually could massage my breasts, but because she was massaged too.
It was a breast orgie. And with time I felt my arousal build to a point, where I might have lost control. So I begged 'Girls, a short break...or...'
Both immediately agreed. Paula giggelt 'Thanks for telling us...we want this to last...'
So we all had another glas of wine and I cooled down somewhat.
After some minutes Paula murmured 'Judy, don't you think Michaels breasts really did look somewhat milky and might need some relief?' My cock sprang to attention again.
'Absolutely' was Julys respons.
'So Michael, please sit back on the bed and take a pillow on your lap.' I did so well knowing what might come next.
Both women placed their head on the pillow, asked me to bend a bit down and then used their hands to mould my breasts into fullness and started to slowly lick them.
'You might use your hands now to give our breasts a little attention too.' No need to ask twice. Since they were on their sides with their breasts nesting close together,
I could use my hands to please four breasts at the same time. Both women started purring, but in parallel they closed their lips around my nips and began a slow, but rythmical
suckling.
I didn't recall any instant, where I became so aroused so fast. When she paused briefly, she gasped 'Oh Michael, your blossoming breast is sexier than I could imagine, smooth,
sensitive, flawless, motherly...mhhhh' and then she continued suckling me.
And apparently the effect on her was dramatic, both the suckling of the object of her desire, then the object being breasts of a man, plus the gentle caresses both of her
breasts received from my hands.
She started shuddering, then stopped gasping...'Now it's my turn to ask for a break...I can't hold on any longer, I fear.'
Paula laughed 'so we're all close to a climax...but I think Judy as a guest deserves some special treatment.'
'What's that? asked Judy, somewhat alarmed.
'Just relax, lay back, yes back on your back. And Michael, would you please go on knees and elbows with your sweet beauties above Judys head, so she can have them however she likes'
So I was on all fours now, kind of nailing Judy to the bed and lowering my upper body to her hungry lips and tongue. She apparently loved that position, because she began wobbling
my swaying breasts giving them compliments. 'So full, so beautiful, and all mine now.' Then she began so lick my nips, my breasts starting below the nips, then latching on to my right one,
caressing the other one with her hand. OMG, what a feeling.
And then she let out a loud cry 'OMG Paula, what are you doing?'
I had no idea, but then Paula whispered 'I am going to make you come with my breasts like you never came.'
Ah, so she was teasing and caressing Judys clit with her nips. Slowly, torturing her. Judys suckling and massaging became desparate now. And inevitably it made me approaching a climax too.
That Judy couldn't stand it any longer. She let loose with her lips, grabbed both my breasts with her hands and started a throaty moaning, which seemed to go on forever.
With a shreek she came forcefully, lifted her head and buried it into my shivering breasts. Then she collapsed completely.

 

[Maleboobs]

I had no idea this thread existed

YES, I have an ongoing fascination with wanting my own boobs. Sadly, I'm flat as a pancake there now. I know my Girlfriend would have no problem with me having a nice, big rack but only during the times I dress like a woman. I think I said in another thread that I'd like to have 'on-demand' boobs. But during those times, I'd like to have a set that was easily larger than what would have naturally occurred on a body of my size. That would really excite me, and I think the additional attention they would draw in public would be scary, but intoxicating.

The problem is, I'm not always dressed as a woman, and in boy-mode, I wouldn't be okay with boobs, plus that would cause some very big issues external to my Girlfriend and me.

So, until they invent on-demand boobs, it's just a nice dream.

I like the idea of on-demand boobs. I'd take a good c-cup anytime. And the attention in public would be arousing.

 

[Maleboobs]

Mmmm that’s so sexy your wife wants your breasts when you crossdress.

well, unfortunately it's just a fantasy. But an arousing one.

 

[dystracted]

Being watched (2nd edition) #3
When I came back, I asked 'what's so funny?'
'Oh nothing...' both still grinning.
'you were making fun of me...'
'Oh no never...
'something is on your mind...'
Judy smiled 'oh my yes...'
'Tell me'
'Have a glas of wine first'
'I am alarmed now' I smile.
'Look' my wife said 'Judy apparently is attracted, to say the least, to your beautiful breasts...'
'Oh?'
'Yes, and we agreed to let her , or us, let her have her share...'
'Over my head...'
'For sure, and here's the deal: we will do to your boobies whatever we want. We'll make sure you're not to come before we want you to.
We will make it a tantalizing experience and will have you whimper and crave for relief. We will set the rules...'
Shivering with anticipation I could only nod.
'So get your sophisticated camera, make it ready for close distance videos, tell us how to work it and then get off your top.'
I happily obeyed and then waited for further instructions.
'Now sit back and just watch...and don't touch yourself'
Both women now slowly undressed, both revealing a full and flawless pair of breasts. They approached each other and let their nips touch gently.
I m spellbound. Now my wife is laying back and judy is straddling her, bending over, her breasts swaying over my wifes head.
I felt tempted to touch my own breasts, but those rules...
Judy was teasing her now...her nips touching my wifes cheeks, eyes...then it was time for latching on...Judy was moaning now...
'Oh this is great...don't stop...' my wife now took the other one. 'OMG..'Judy was almost whimpering now. But apparently this was just a teaser for all of us, not
intended to lead to any prepature climax.
So my wife stopped, but Judy moved down somewhat and let her full boobies sway over the breasts of my wife, then let her nips brush over them.
'Mhhh' purred my wife.
Their idea to turn me on by letting me watch them and their breastplay worked perfectly. I was desparately craving to have my breasts and nips being caressed too.
Both women were getting up now with flushed cheeks. Judy smiled at me 'did you enjoy it? We did, I can tell you.'
'It was awsome...' I smiled back.
Paule (my wife) recomended: 'Let's go to our bedroom...we have a huge mirror there.'
So we all moved there, and waited for my instructions. Paula mounted the camera on a tripod, checked the focus and started the videotaping.
'Michael (that's me), please sit here in front of the mirror, I'll sit behind you and Judy is free now to do, what she was craving for...exploring your boobies.'
So I sat down, my wife behind me, cupping my breasts from there, lifting them, making them full, and Judy was sitting close to me watching my breasts with awe.
Reluctantly she began so brush over my bulging beauties, which responded with some twitches. Now her roght palm was gently stroking over my right nip, then over my left one.
'Oh my, they are so smooth and flawless...would you bend forwards a bit?' I did and supported by Paulas hands they looked even fuller than before.
Paula added 'sometimes words can be as arousing as touches. Judy, would you agree that those two really look feminine and motherly?'
She was right; those compliments together with Judys gentle caressing made me moan with pleasure.
Getting the hint Judy added 'Oh my yes...many women would be proud to have such a pair.' and intensified her caressing, now using both hands.
Then Judy asked 'Don't you think they might appreciate some cream? To make them even softer and more sensitive than they already are?'
Paule said 'Absolutely' left her position and got some cream.
'Judy, would you like to take my position? I'll provide some cream to your hands.'
So Judy took the position behind me, got a generous measure of cream upon both of her palms and began to distribute it to my shivering breasts, starting from below and moving up to
my nips and above. It was incredibly arousing, not only the touch of her hands, but watching my breasts being lifted, kneaded and massaged.
After some minutes she bacame totally absorbed in what she did, so she didn't notice Paula crawling up behind her still holding the cream.
I couldn't see in the mirror, what happended next, but I guessed Paula began to cream Judys breasts from behind as she did for me. But all of a sudden Judy gasped and then moaned
'OMG Paula...mhhh...so good.' So she became aroused more and more not only because she eventually could massage my breasts, but because she was massaged too.
It was a breast orgie. And with time I felt my arousal build to a point, where I might have lost control. So I begged 'Girls, a short break...or...'
Both immediately agreed. Paula giggelt 'Thanks for telling us...we want this to last...'
So we all had another glas of wine and I cooled down somewhat.
After some minutes Paula murmured 'Judy, don't you think Michaels breasts really did look somewhat milky and might need some relief?' My cock sprang to attention again.
'Absolutely' was Julys respons.
'So Michael, please sit back on the bed and take a pillow on your lap.' I did so well knowing what might come next.
Both women placed their head on the pillow, asked me to bend a bit down and then used their hands to mould my breasts into fullness and started to slowly lick them.
'You might use your hands now to give our breasts a little attention too.' No need to ask twice. Since they were on their sides with their breasts nesting close together,
I could use my hands to please four breasts at the same time. Both women started purring, but in parallel they closed their lips around my nips and began a slow, but rythmical
suckling.
I didn't recall any instant, where I became so aroused so fast. When she paused briefly, she gasped 'Oh Michael, your blossoming breast is sexier than I could imagine, smooth,
sensitive, flawless, motherly...mhhhh' and then she continued suckling me.
And apparently the effect on her was dramatic, both the suckling of the object of her desire, then the object being breasts of a man, plus the gentle caresses both of her
breasts received from my hands.
She started shuddering, then stopped gasping...'Now it's my turn to ask for a break...I can't hold on any longer, I fear.'
Paula laughed 'so we're all close to a climax...but I think Judy as a guest deserves some special treatment.'
'What's that? asked Judy, somewhat alarmed.
'Just relax, lay back, yes back on your back. And Michael, would you please go on knees and elbows with your sweet beauties above Judys head, so she can have them however she likes'
So I was on all fours now, kind of nailing Judy to the bed and lowering my upper body to her hungry lips and tongue. She apparently loved that position, because she began wobbling
my swaying breasts giving them compliments. 'So full, so beautiful, and all mine now.' Then she began so lick my nips, my breasts starting below the nips, then latching on to my right one,
caressing the other one with her hand. OMG, what a feeling.
And then she let out a loud cry 'OMG Paula, what are you doing?'
I had no idea, but then Paula whispered 'I am going to make you come with my breasts like you never came.'
Ah, so she was teasing and caressing Judys clit with her nips. Slowly, torturing her. Judys suckling and massaging became desparate now. And inevitably it made me approaching a climax too.
That Judy couldn't stand it any longer. She let loose with her lips, grabbed both my breasts with her hands and started a throaty moaning, which seemed to go on forever.
With a shreek she came forcefully, lifted her head and buried it into my shivering breasts. Then she collapsed completely.

OMG Maleboobs...may I please be that woman Judy?