Male breast fantasies

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looks seductive...even for me not being gay...

 

[Maleboobs]

Surprising sensitivity
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 your 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.

 

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I am sure you were blushing all the time while writing this arousing little fantasy...

 

[Maleboobs]

I am sure you were blushing all the time while writing this arousing little fantasy...

You're right...I was blushing and feeling slightly embarrassed...

 

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No, this is not about the topic to be expected...
It's about fantasies involving and being centered about YOUR ( a males) breast!
Do you sometimes want it to be fuller? Do you secretely wish your GF would kiss and suckle it more often? Do you even sometimes drift towards transgender fantasies and then shrink back?
What is it? Just be frank and tell us here...

This topic is interesting. As I have grown older my breast have become larger. I find myself massaging them much like I do my wife’s. I am probably a C cup, but I wonder how I would be with a D cup. I use suction on them to enlarge my nipples, it makes them so sensitive.

 

[Maleboobs]

This topic is interesting. As I have grown older my breast have become larger. I find myself massaging them much like I do my wife’s. I am probably a C cup, but I wonder how I would be with a D cup. I use suction on them to enlarge my nipples, it makes them so sensitive.

a c-cup...I am so envious...

 

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This topic is interesting. As I have grown older my breast have become larger. I find myself massaging them much like I do my wife’s. I am probably a C cup, but I wonder how I would be with a D cup. I use suction on them to enlarge my nipples, it makes them so sensitive.

This topic is interesting. As I have grown older my breast have become larger. I find myself massaging them much like I do my wife’s. I am probably a C cup, but I wonder how I would be with a D cup. I use suction on them to enlarge my nipples, it makes them so sensitive.

so you accept your feminine side...good

 

[Maleboobs]

Surprise in the evening
It's evening, I read a book, sitting on the couch.
My wife, well knowing about the erotic hypersensitivity of my breasts, even though it doesn't play a major role in our sex life, comes over, a smile on her face.
She sits close to me, takes the book from my hand, and when I look questioningly at her, just whispers 'Shhhhh'.
Then she puts a pillow on my lap, unbuttons my shirt completely and lays back on the pillow.
I am speachless.
'Bend forward, please'
I do as told. My breasts are now seductively swaying above her head.
Knowing what's ahead makes my nips harden already before they are even touched.
'a bit more down...' she murmurs.
So I lower my breasts to her face. She begins to slowly lick around my right nip, then let her tongue touch it gently. My breast twitches.
Her hands reach up and begin to slowly knead and massage my other breast.
I stiffle a moan.
'You like that a lot, don't you' she whispers.
'Oh my yeah...'
Now she closes her lips around my nip and starts to slowly suckle it, rather gently at first, and not letting go of the other breast.
Looking down and watching her suckling and fondling my boobs is almost too much for me, fighting back a building climax.

 

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what a fantasy...why don't I do this to hubby?

 

[Maleboobs]

Arousing birthday present
It's my birthday. We have a late breakfast, then do some shopping and later have a long walk in the early summer sun.
I expect us to go out in the evening, but my wife insists to cook a light meal instead.
Then the doorbell rings.
'Wait, I'll go'
When she returns, she is accompanied by a beautiful women, perhaps late twenties, with a curvy figure und a seductive cleavage.
'Good evening' she says 'I am your birthday present'
'What?' I stammer.
My wife intervenes 'Let's all sit down, have a glass of champagne, and I'll explain things to you'
So I open a bottle, fill three glasses and then wait.
'Cheers, to your birthday' the woman says. 'I am Jenny'
'Let me explain' my wife starts.
'Some week ago you forgot to close your browser, and by chance I noticed the erotic forum, you apparently visit frequently. I even noticed the nick you are using there.
So when I was alone one evening, I scrolled through your postings. Wow, I thought. I was convinced to know you after those years, but apparently you have a hidden side.
And after reading some of your fantasies and watching those gifs you posted, I must say, a quite arousing side.
And then I started looking for an escort service possibly suitable for a birthday present for you. Jenny, would you go on?'
'A pleasure. I am working for an erotic escort service, specialized on providing erotic, not hardcore sex service. When we get a request, our boss usually asked who of us
feels attracted to this request. It's much better, when you do something you like instead of something you perhaps even detest.
And the request was to help you, Denise, to satisfy the hidden desires of you, Michael. And as far as I understand, you like to watch lesbian breastplay, fantasize about having
fuller breasts youself, even about lactating, and about being suckled endlessly by one or even two women. Perhaps there is even more, but that was enough for me to say: Mhhh,
sounds interesting, let me have the job. So here I am.'
I sit there blushing. 'I am a bit speechless...'
'I can understand that' my wife responds. 'But be assured...It's ok to have hidden desires and fantasies, and your ones are especially erotic. So calm down, please.'
I take a huge gulp of my champagne. 'Ok, so what do you have in mind?'
Jenny says 'Perhaps both of you are too shy to adress things openly, so let me outline, what we might do.'
'Please' I stammer.
''I have discussed it with your wife already, so you should know that she has hidden desires too, but never openly admitted that she had. You agree, Denise?'
'Yes...please go on'
'As a start Denise and I will mutually play with our breasts extensively, with you watching. Of course you are free to fondle your breasts meanwhile. And we
thought we might offer you the kind of nip-free bra you have been posting about.'
Having said that, Jenny gets a small package from her purse. 'Please try it. In case you want, you can do in the bathroom.'
I take the package with shaking hands and leave for the bathroom. I pull off my shirt, then open the package. Indeed, a black nip-free bra. With shaking hands I put it on,
luckily it's front-hooked. It fits perfectly, lifting my breasts somewhat and squeezing them together providing even some cleavage. The view alone lets my nips harden.
I put on my shirt again, but let it unbuttoned.
Reluctantly I return to the living room.
'Let's have a look' Both my wife and Jenny come close and open my shirt to have a better view. 'OMG, any young girl would be envious' murmurs my wife.
I blush, but feel arousal building just by this remark.
'I fully agree' confirms Jenny. 'Flawless skin, sexy small nips...mhhhh'
'Make yourself comfortable on that couch, Jenny and I will take the other.' I do and feel the fabric of my shirt caress my already erect nips.
Both women sit down, and to my surprise Denise, my wife, starts letting her left index finger lightly travel into Jennys cleavage, then slowly unbuttons her shirt.
Jenny look down and smiles. Then she begins to unbutton my wifes blouse too. My wife is wearing a blue push-up nicely contrasting to her pale skin.
I know this bra well, and I know it's front-hooked too. Jenny is wearing a similar model in white. It's more balconet style, so her full breasts are nicely presented.
My wife now is gently brushing over Jennys bulging globes, and Jenny does the same on my wifes breasts. 'May I?' askes Jenny and without waiting for an answer unhooks
my wifes bra, then does the same with her own bra. Oh my...her breasts are a bit fuller than my wifes, not sagging with rosy nips. Without having realized it I have started to
caress both of my nips with my arms crossed.
My wife is now cupping Jennys breasts from the sides, lifting them to an even fuller form and lets her thumb caress Jennys nips. 'Mhh, feels good' Jenny murmurs.
My wife is bending forward and is burying her face between those full breasts. She is hard to understand in that position, but she moans 'I have wanted something like this
for a long time...' Since she is in the bend position, her own breasts sway freely, and Jenny cups them both with her hands and provides a gently massage.
Lifting her head, Denise says 'I do recall an arousing story posted by Michael, where a lactating women is being milked by her mother from behind. Would you do that to me?
I want to find out, whether this is really so arousing that it might lead to a climax.
'Sure, honey, come sit between my legs.'
Denise does as being told, Jenny reaches under my wifes armpits and cups my wifes breasts from below. 'Oh, that alone feels nice...' my wife moans.
Now Jenny begins a slow massage gently squeezing and then moving towards the nips, giving them a little pull, then again, both hands finding a rythm.
My wife is looking at me briefly, smiles and closes her eyes. Jenny intensifies her massage and murmurs 'Now imagine you'd be lactating and I'd make your milk spray
all over the place.' 'OMG...' my wife moans, increasingly aroused apparently. 'Michael, should I do that to you later too?' Jenny asks.
I am taken by surprise. 'Oh, mhh, yes please'
My wife is now squirming under Jennys hands, then breaks free. 'Give me a break, please...' Jenny does, smiles and then proposes 'then come here, your head on my lap, and catch
your breath.'
She puts a pillow on her lap, wiggles out of her shirt and bra, presenting now her full breasts in all their glory.
My wife does as told, rests her head on the pillow, and when Jenny bends forward, is almost suffocated by all that breastsflesh on her face.
to be con'd

 

[Maleboobs]

Arousing birthday present
It's my birthday. We have a late breakfast, then do some shopping and later have a long walk in the early summer sun.
I expect us to go out in the evening, but my wife insists to cook a light meal instead.
Then the doorbell rings.
'Wait, I'll go'
When she returns, she is accompanied by a beautiful women, perhaps late twenties, with a curvy figure und a seductive cleavage.
'Good evening' she says 'I am your birthday present'
'What?' I stammer.
My wife intervenes 'Let's all sit down, have a glass of champagne, and I'll explain things to you'
So I open a bottle, fill three glasses and then wait.
'Cheers, to your birthday' the woman says. 'I am Jenny'
'Let me explain' my wife starts.
'Some week ago you forgot to close your browser, and by chance I noticed the erotic forum, you apparently visit frequently. I even noticed the nick you are using there.
So when I was alone one evening, I scrolled through your postings. Wow, I thought. I was convinced to know you after those years, but apparently you have a hidden side.
And after reading some of your fantasies and watching those gifs you posted, I must say, a quite arousing side.
And then I started looking for an escort service possibly suitable for a birthday present for you. Jenny, would you go on?'
'A pleasure. I am working for an erotic escort service, specialized on providing erotic, not hardcore sex service. When we get a request, our boss usually asked who of us
feels attracted to this request. It's much better, when you do something you like instead of something you perhaps even detest.
And the request was to help you, Denise, to satisfy the hidden desires of you, Michael. And as far as I understand, you like to watch lesbian breastplay, fantasize about having
fuller breasts youself, even about lactating, and about being suckled endlessly by one or even two women. Perhaps there is even more, but that was enough for me to say: Mhhh,
sounds interesting, let me have the job. So here I am.'
I sit there blushing. 'I am a bit speechless...'
'I can understand that' my wife responds. 'But be assured...It's ok to have hidden desires and fantasies, and your ones are especially erotic. So calm down, please.'
I take a huge gulp of my champagne. 'Ok, so what do you have in mind?'
Jenny says 'Perhaps both of you are too shy to adress things openly, so let me outline, what we might do.'
'Please' I stammer.
''I have discussed it with your wife already, so you should know that she has hidden desires too, but never openly admitted that she had. You agree, Denise?'
'Yes...please go on'
'As a start Denise and I will mutually play with our breasts extensively, with you watching. Of course you are free to fondle your breasts meanwhile. And we
thought we might offer you the kind of nip-free bra you have been posting about.'
Having said that, Jenny gets a small package from her purse. 'Please try it. In case you want, you can do in the bathroom.'
I take the package with shaking hands and leave for the bathroom. I pull off my shirt, then open the package. Indeed, a black nip-free bra. With shaking hands I put it on,
luckily it's front-hooked. It fits perfectly, lifting my breasts somewhat and squeezing them together providing even some cleavage. The view alone lets my nips harden.
I put on my shirt again, but let it unbuttoned.
Reluctantly I return to the living room.
'Let's have a look' Both my wife and Jenny come close and open my shirt to have a better view. 'OMG, any young girl would be envious' murmurs my wife.
I blush, but feel arousal building just by this remark.
'I fully agree' confirms Jenny. 'Flawless skin, sexy small nips...mhhhh'
'Make yourself comfortable on that couch, Jenny and I will take the other.' I do and feel the fabric of my shirt caress my already erect nips.
Both women sit down, and to my surprise Denise, my wife, starts letting her left index finger lightly travel into Jennys cleavage, then slowly unbuttons her shirt.
Jenny look down and smiles. Then she begins to unbutton my wifes blouse too. My wife is wearing a blue push-up nicely contrasting to her pale skin.
I know this bra well, and I know it's front-hooked too. Jenny is wearing a similar model in white. It's more balconet style, so her full breasts are nicely presented.
My wife now is gently brushing over Jennys bulging globes, and Jenny does the same on my wifes breasts. 'May I?' askes Jenny and without waiting for an answer unhooks
my wifes bra, then does the same with her own bra. Oh my...her breasts are a bit fuller than my wifes, not sagging with rosy nips. Without having realized it I have started to
caress both of my nips with my arms crossed.
My wife is now cupping Jennys breasts from the sides, lifting them to an even fuller form and lets her thumb caress Jennys nips. 'Mhh, feels good' Jenny murmurs.
My wife is bending forward and is burying her face between those full breasts. She is hard to understand in that position, but she moans 'I have wanted something like this
for a long time...' Since she is in the bend position, her own breasts sway freely, and Jenny cups them both with her hands and provides a gently massage.
Lifting her head, Denise says 'I do recall an arousing story posted by Michael, where a lactating women is being milked by her mother from behind. Would you do that to me?
I want to find out, whether this is really so arousing that it might lead to a climax.
'Sure, honey, come sit between my legs.'
Denise does as being told, Jenny reaches under my wifes armpits and cups my wifes breasts from below. 'Oh, that alone feels nice...' my wife moans.
Now Jenny begins a slow massage gently squeezing and then moving towards the nips, giving them a little pull, then again, both hands finding a rythm.
My wife is looking at me briefly, smiles and closes her eyes. Jenny intensifies her massage and murmurs 'Now imagine you'd be lactating and I'd make your milk spray
all over the place.' 'OMG...' my wife moans, increasingly aroused apparently. 'Michael, should I do that to you later too?' Jenny asks.
I am taken by surprise. 'Oh, mhh, yes please'
My wife is now squirming under Jennys hands, then breaks free. 'Give me a break, please...' Jenny does, smiles and then proposes 'then come here, your head on my lap, and catch
your breath.'
She puts a pillow on her lap, wiggles out of her shirt and bra, presenting now her full breasts in all their glory.
My wife does as told, rests her head on the pillow, and when Jenny bends forward, is almost suffocated by all that breastsflesh on her face.
to be con'd

Birthday present con'd
Jenny realizes that this is not the perfect position for catching my wifes breath, so she withdraws somewhat, so her nips are within perfect reach of my wifes lips. Her left hand
reaches up, cups Jennys left breast and start slowly licking around the nip. 'Mhhh, so good' moans Jenny. Encouraged My wife now closes her lips around Jennys nipple and beginns
to slowly suckle it, giving the breast a gentle squeezing massage. Jenny uses her right hand to caress her right breast while being suckled.
This combination seems to work rapidly for Jennys arousal, because the murmurs 'when you do this much longer, I won't be able to fight this climax fast approaching.
But instead of slowing down, my wife now comes up, goes to her knees between Jennys legs, cups both full breasts until their nips are close together and then takes both into her mouth.
Jenny gasps, then submits to her fate and building climax...after just a minute perhaps she beginns to squirm and moan 'OMG, yes...make me come, Denise...yes...oh my yes...'
Seeing my wife bringing a busty woman to such a forceful breast climax is so arousing that I take my hands from my nips, being afraid to come too.
After having recovered Jenny giggles 'Now it's your turn' My wife is only too happy to switch positions.
Jenny manages to bring up both hands and cups my wifes left breast with both hands from its sides. The breast looks much fuller now. Jenny gives it a slow licking from bottom to top.
Meanwhile, having lost all shyness, my wife begins to massage Jennys breasts and nips. The breasts are squeezed together due to Jennys side position,
so my wife can caress both with her left hand. Feeling this Jenny hastily begins to close her lips around my wifes left nip and starts a slow and rythmical suckling. This has
quite an effect on my wife, and her right hand is gently massaging her right breast. 'Mhhh, oh yes...it's working already...'
My wife is now switching to this milking massage, Jenny provided earlier. This, her massage and the relentless suckling seems to bring her to a climax fast. 'Oh please, don't ever stop.
I am coming already' she cries out loud. And shuddering all over the climax is washing over her.
Having recovered after a moment my wife sits up and both women look at me smiling. Blushing all over I admit 'Oh my, that was arousing to watch.' And adressing my wife
'and this is really one of your fantasies?' Blushing she nods 'Yes, for a while, and watching those videos on your computer made it even more intense.'


to be con'd

 

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mhhh, please continue that story....

 

[Maleboobs]

Birthday present con'd
Jenny realizes that this is not the perfect position for catching my wifes breath, so she withdraws somewhat, so her nips are within perfect reach of my wifes lips. Her left hand
reaches up, cups Jennys left breast and start slowly licking around the nip. 'Mhhh, so good' moans Jenny. Encouraged My wife now closes her lips around Jennys nipple and beginns
to slowly suckle it, giving the breast a gentle squeezing massage. Jenny uses her right hand to caress her right breast while being suckled.
This combination seems to work rapidly for Jennys arousal, because the murmurs 'when you do this much longer, I won't be able to fight this climax fast approaching.
But instead of slowing down, my wife now comes up, goes to her knees between Jennys legs, cups both full breasts until their nips are close together and then takes both into her mouth.
Jenny gasps, then submits to her fate and building climax...after just a minute perhaps she beginns to squirm and moan 'OMG, yes...make me come, Denise...yes...oh my yes...'
Seeing my wife bringing a busty woman to such a forceful breast climax is so arousing that I take my hands from my nips, being afraid to come too.
After having recovered Jenny giggles 'Now it's your turn' My wife is only too happy to switch positions.
Jenny manages to bring up both hands and cups my wifes left breast with both hands from its sides. The breast looks much fuller now. Jenny gives it a slow licking from bottom to top.
Meanwhile, having lost all shyness, my wife begins to massage Jennys breasts and nips. The breasts are squeezed together due to Jennys side position,
so my wife can caress both with her left hand. Feeling this Jenny hastily begins to close her lips around my wifes left nip and starts a slow and rythmical suckling. This has
quite an effect on my wife, and her right hand is gently massaging her right breast. 'Mhhh, oh yes...it's working already...'
My wife is now switching to this milking massage, Jenny provided earlier. This, her massage and the relentless suckling seems to bring her to a climax fast. 'Oh please, don't ever stop.
I am coming already' she cries out loud. And shuddering all over the climax is washing over her.
Having recovered after a moment my wife sits up and both women look at me smiling. Blushing all over I admit 'Oh my, that was arousing to watch.' And adressing my wife
'and this is really one of your fantasies?' Blushing she nods 'Yes, for a while, and watching those videos on your computer made it even more intense.'


to be con'd

Birthday present con'd
Jenny says:'May I make a prosal? Not for today, though.?' We both respond 'Sure'
'So: Michael has a nice and sexy pair of girlish breasts with hypersensitive nips, fantasies about them becoming bigger and about them being treated by a woman as if they were
a womans breasts, right?'
I nod, blushing again listening to this compehensive summary of my fantasies.
'Ok, you, Denise, has fantasies about breastplay with another woman, right?' My wife nods, blushing too.
'So why don't you combine your fantasies into this scenario: Michael will wear a bra like this at home more often, you, Denise will treat his breasts as you would treat my ones,
and when Michael is caressing your breasts or suckling them, the way his boobies look and feel might give you the erotic illusion that you're being suckled by a girl. How does this sound?'
My wife and I look at each other. The my wife whispers 'I'd love that a lot. I might even go as far as buying you something else, low cut shirts and the like. And I might even agree
to be filmed suckling you. And then we'd post it and together watching the response.'
I am speechless. This evening might have much more long term impact than I could have imagined.
Jenny laughs. 'So it's a deal, isn't it?' I nod, still overwhelmed.
My wife nods too, then adds 'So perhaps we take a short champagne break and then see, how long you last, when the two of us treat your beautiful girly boobies.
I open another bottle, already feeling a little tipsy, but I don't care. We all have a glass and then Jenny proposes 'Why don't we start with Michael as we did in the beginning?'
My wife gets it immediately, sits beck and ask me to sit between her legs. I do, well knowing or assuming what's coming.
My wife pulls off my shirt, however not my bra, reaches for my breasts and cup them. This and the bra is lifting them up, making them full and seductive.
Jenny is on her knees in front of me and starts to let her fingers travel over my breasts and nips. My nips harden immediately. 'Mhhh, they love that, don't they?'
I moan 'A lot.' Then Jenny opens my bra, pulls it down so I can get rid of it. My wife is bow again cupping my now naked breasts from below and whispers into my ear
'Watch them. They are beautiful.' I do and have to admit that being cupped this way they don't look girlish any longer, but full and feminine.
Jenny gets up, leaves for the bathroom and comes back with some cream. 'They should be soft and peachy.' She puts a generous measure on my breasts and begins, supported by my wife,
to distribute it and massage it in. I am beyond myself with arousal meanwhile and am afraid to loos control too fast. I want this to last.
Both women seem to sense my problem and leave out my nips, while continuing their gentle massage.
to be con'd

 

[Maleboobs]

Birthday present con'd
Jenny says:'May I make a prosal? Not for today, though.?' We both respond 'Sure'
'So: Michael has a nice and sexy pair of girlish breasts with hypersensitive nips, fantasies about them becoming bigger and about them being treated by a woman as if they were
a womans breasts, right?'
I nod, blushing again listening to this compehensive summary of my fantasies.
'Ok, you, Denise, has fantasies about breastplay with another woman, right?' My wife nods, blushing too.
'So why don't you combine your fantasies into this scenario: Michael will wear a bra like this at home more often, you, Denise will treat his breasts as you would treat my ones,
and when Michael is caressing your breasts or suckling them, the way his boobies look and feel might give you the erotic illusion that you're being suckled by a girl. How does this sound?'
My wife and I look at each other. The my wife whispers 'I'd love that a lot. I might even go as far as buying you something else, low cut shirts and the like. And I might even agree
to be filmed suckling you. And then we'd post it and together watching the response.'
I am speechless. This evening might have much more long term impact than I could have imagined.
Jenny laughs. 'So it's a deal, isn't it?' I nod, still overwhelmed.
My wife nods too, then adds 'So perhaps we take a short champagne break and then see, how long you last, when the two of us treat your beautiful girly boobies.
I open another bottle, already feeling a little tipsy, but I don't care. We all have a glass and then Jenny proposes 'Why don't we start with Michael as we did in the beginning?'
My wife gets it immediately, sits beck and ask me to sit between her legs. I do, well knowing or assuming what's coming.
My wife pulls off my shirt, however not my bra, reaches for my breasts and cup them. This and the bra is lifting them up, making them full and seductive.
Jenny is on her knees in front of me and starts to let her fingers travel over my breasts and nips. My nips harden immediately. 'Mhhh, they love that, don't they?'
I moan 'A lot.' Then Jenny opens my bra, pulls it down so I can get rid of it. My wife is bow again cupping my now naked breasts from below and whispers into my ear
'Watch them. They are beautiful.' I do and have to admit that being cupped this way they don't look girlish any longer, but full and feminine.
Jenny gets up, leaves for the bathroom and comes back with some cream. 'They should be soft and peachy.' She puts a generous measure on my breasts and begins, supported by my wife,
to distribute it and massage it in. I am beyond myself with arousal meanwhile and am afraid to loos control too fast. I want this to last.
Both women seem to sense my problem and leave out my nips, while continuing their gentle massage.
to be con'd

Birthday present con'd
Jenny whispers 'I know you're close now, so we will make it slow and easy, but we need your help to make it last. When things become too extreme for you, please just say 'slow'
and we will slow down or give you a break, ok?' 'Mhhh' is all I manage to answer.
Meanwhile the cream has soaked in and my breasts are shimmering somewhat. The problem is that this cream has intensified the sensitivity of my breasts and nips.
Perhaps sensing that Jenny proposes to move to the bedroom 'because what I have in mind next is difficult to do here...'
So we go to the bedroom, my wife dimms the light and I wait for Jennys next move. 'Let's lay on our back, heads close...' When we do, my wife crawls on top of us, until her breasts
are swaying above our faces. When she is lowering her upper body, Jenny and I reach for my wifes breasts, one each, and begin to slowly massage them. 'OMG, four hands on my breasts'
Jenny adds 'and two pairs of lips now.' My wife moans in anticipation. When we close our lips around her nips, she gasps. Ans when we start suckling her, our hands still massaging,
she starts moaning louder. 'Oh god, this is a dream coming true, two women on my breasts.' Hearing myself being adressed as a woman, makes my dick throb.
In unison both Jenny and I intensify our suckling accompanied by a milking massage. My wifes moaning gets louder and it's clear she is close again. But this time we withdraw our lips,
but continue our kneading. 'Oh please...' my wife whimpers. 'I was so close' Jenny whispers 'So should we go on?' 'OMG yes...' So we latch on again and resume our suckling...
It doesn't take a minute before my wife starts moaning and gasping again. 'Oh yes...milk me dry...be my two hungry babies...milk mommy...' She's getting somewhat incoherent and then
cries out loud. 'OMG yes, here I am again...' and then kind of collapses on us.
Then we all laugh, the atmosphere now relaxed.
to be con'd

 

[Maleboobs]

Birthday present con'd
Jenny whispers 'I know you're close now, so we will make it slow and easy, but we need your help to make it last. When things become too extreme for you, please just say 'slow'
and we will slow down or give you a break, ok?' 'Mhhh' is all I manage to answer.
Meanwhile the cream has soaked in and my breasts are shimmering somewhat. The problem is that this cream has intensified the sensitivity of my breasts and nips.
Perhaps sensing that Jenny proposes to move to the bedroom 'because what I have in mind next is difficult to do here...'
So we go to the bedroom, my wife dimms the light and I wait for Jennys next move. 'Let's lay on our back, heads close...' When we do, my wife crawls on top of us, until her breasts
are swaying above our faces. When she is lowering her upper body, Jenny and I reach for my wifes breasts, one each, and begin to slowly massage them. 'OMG, four hands on my breasts'
Jenny adds 'and two pairs of lips now.' My wife moans in anticipation. When we close our lips around her nips, she gasps. Ans when we start suckling her, our hands still massaging,
she starts moaning louder. 'Oh god, this is a dream coming true, two women on my breasts.' Hearing myself being adressed as a woman, makes my dick throb.
In unison both Jenny and I intensify our suckling accompanied by a milking massage. My wifes moaning gets louder and it's clear she is close again. But this time we withdraw our lips,
but continue our kneading. 'Oh please...' my wife whimpers. 'I was so close' Jenny whispers 'So should we go on?' 'OMG yes...' So we latch on again and resume our suckling...
It doesn't take a minute before my wife starts moaning and gasping again. 'Oh yes...milk me dry...be my two hungry babies...milk mommy...' She's getting somewhat incoherent and then
cries out loud. 'OMG yes, here I am again...' and then kind of collapses on us.
Then we all laugh, the atmosphere now relaxed.
to be con'd

Birthday present con'd
My wife adresses me 'Now it's your turn. We have tortured you long enough.' I am getting nervous. Jenny gets it 'Don't worry...we'll let it last a while. Just say the word.'
Then both women take their position and I crawl over them. My breasts aren't big, but big enough sway nicely above their heads. But instead of touching them, Jenny murmurs to my wife
'Now look at them, soft, peachy, feminine...what more could you ask for.' 'Yes, rather erotic...perhaps I can convince him to applay some hormone cream to them...'
Then both jointly start to gently massage my swaying breasts, leaving out the nips at first. But still it felt great to have four hands taking care of my craving breasts.
'Please come down a little' asks my wife. When I do, I feel two pairs of soft lips close around my nips, but not doing more. Instead they begin to lick my nips.
OMG but I don't want them to stop. 'Please' I moan. In perfect sync both now start a slow and rythmical suckling, and still continue to massage my breasts, which are on fire now.
'Slow, please, slow...' They don't stop, but lessen the intensity. I can't resist to murmur 'You two vixen make me feel like a busty woman, make me feel motherly...'
Jenny briefly stops suckling and murmurs 'that's what we had in mind' and resumes her slow suckling. Despite of the reduced pace I feel the inevitable climax coming, therefore moan 'slow, no stop for a second...' they do, but are still gently massaging my swaying breasts. 'You sound desparate' whispers my wife. 'And perhaps the position is tiring a bit'
She is right. 'So let's all get a bit more comfortable' Jenny proposes. I am glad to hear that, because it might give my throbbing dick some recovery time.
to be con'd

 

[Maleboobs]

Dirndl-dress
I was cycling in bavaria, enjoying the small villages, the landscape and the occasional typical beer.
Now it was evening and I was getting tired. So when I saw a small pension with two tables and some chairs in front of the door,
I decided to ask for food, drink and a bed.
When I parked my bike, a woman came out of the door. She was 30ish, blond and curvy.
But what made my jaw almost drop was her dress. It was the typical bavarian dress with this rectangular low-cut neckline.
And this dirndl-dress was presenting a beautiful pair of full and flawless breasts.
I guess she might even have noticed my stare, but just welcomed me with a smile. I had a beer and admired her globes,
while she was walking around doing little things like cleaning chairs and the tables.
Later I had rosted chicken and baked potatoes for dinner. She joined me on my table and asked about my cycling tour.
However I was completely distracted by her seductive decolletee, and at some point she asked
'You don't have those dresses like my one here, where you come from, do you?'
I blushed 'No, we don't, which is why I, well....'
'No problem. We here in Bavaria wouldn't dress like this, if we would like the occasional admiring glances.'
She smiled and not too much later I retired to bed, where I dropped dead as soon as my head hit the pillow.
When I woke up in the morning, I was close to a panic; I couldn't breathe. But the reason was that my face was buried
between two beautiful full soft and warm breasts.
She whispered 'Your relentless admiration made my two girls here feel restless all night, so I felt it's your obligation
to calm them down and sooth them.'
I giggelte 'I guess it's not going to work this way, but I'll give it a try.'
With that I moved my hands up and cupped her breasts from both sides, starting a gentle massage. 'Mhhh, yes' was the response.
When my thumbs were lightly travelling over her nips, she started to moan. 'I can't sleep with you today, my my breasts are all yours.'
I continued my massage, moved closer and placed small kisses over her bulging globes. They were so full that her nips were close together.
I pushed from both sides until both nips met and let them caress each other. She let out a small cry and gasped.
Then I let my tongue lick them slowly. She started to squirm under my touch. Letting loose a bit I closed my lips around her left and lower nip.
She shivered in anticipation, but I let her wait a second. 'Don't torture me, please...'
Then I began a slow rythmical suckling, my thumb caressing the other nip. 'Oh both please....' she moaned.
I pushed them together again and managed to suckle both nips. 'Oh god, yes...don't ever stop...'
I had the impression that she actually was approaching a breast climax, so I intensified my suckling.
'Oh yes, so good...I can't hold it any longer...oh....'
I suckled on and let my tongue flick over her nips in between. That did the trick. She buckled and cried and moaned and the after quite a while collapsed.
I stayed where I was but didn't move any longer.
When she calmed down and was catching her breath, she murmured 'Oh my, your hands and mouth didn't calm them down...' then she laughed.
to be con'd

 

[Maleboobs]

Dirndl-dress con'd
After some minutes she murmed 'I have read somewhere then even if they usually don't admit it, most men have sensitive breasts and nips too.'
'I guess it's true.'
'What about you? Are they sensitive?'
'Oh my yes, hypersensitive...'
'May I, well, touch them a bit?'
I was on my side and moved my arms dow, so they framed my breasts and made them look fuller. 'Mhhh, yes please...'
Meanwhile the morning light was dim and when she whiggeled down until her face was level with my breasts she murmued 'Mhhh, nice...'
She did what I had done to her before and cupped my breasts from both sides. 'So smooth and soft...' she whispered.
Her thumbs moved over my nips, which responded immediately. Of course my breasts weren't even close to be big enough for my nips to meet, but she
started to slowly lick them alternatively. I felt my cock to stiffen and moaned. Now she used her palms to gently caress my nips. 'Good?'
'Oh god yes...the way you cup them they look a bit feminine, don't they?' I asked.
That triggered something. 'Oh yes, they do...And I have...well no...too embarrassing...'
'Oh tell me...'
'No, too naughty..' she whispered, continuing her massage.'
'May I guess?'
'Of course'
I moaned under her touch 'Perhaps with them looking and feeling the way they do, I have this secret fantasy that you're caressing not a mans but a
young womans breasts...'
She gasped and then started to suckled my right breasts slowly. 'I was right...' More suckling was the response.
When she switched to my left breast and nip, she briefly paused and murmured 'Now that you have revealed my deep down fantasy, tell me yours...'
I was beyond arousal meanwhile, so I didn't care anymore. 'I just want them to be somewhat bigger...not huge, but big enough to fit into an A-cup
nip-free bra...'
She continued her relentless suckling, reached down and grabbed my throbbing cock, which was between her breasts.
'I wan't you to come...'
I was fighting my approaching climax...'Please no...I wan't to stay on edge for the whole day, watchig you, your breasts, worshipping them for another day.
Tell you arousing fantasies...'
'Mhhh' she giggeled 'Okay then, let's have a shower and breakfast...'
to be con'd
Dirndl-dress
After some minutes she murmed 'I have read somewhere then even if they usually don't admit it, most men have sensitive breasts and nips too.'
'I guess it's true.'
'What about you? Are they sensitive?'
'Oh my yes, hypersensitive...'
'May I, well, touch them a bit?'
I was on my side and moved my arms dow, so they framed my breasts and made them look fuller. 'Mhhh, yes please...'
Meanwhile the morning light was dim and when she whiggeled down until her face was level with my breasts she murmued 'Mhhh, nice...'
She did what I had done to her before and cupped my breasts from both sides. 'So smooth and soft...' she whispered.
Her thumbs moved over my nips, which responded immediately. Of course my breasts weren't even close to be big enough for my nips to meet, but she
started to slowly lick them alternatively. I felt my cock to stiffen and moaned. Now she used her palms to gently caress my nips. 'Good?'
'Oh god yes...the way you cup them they look a bit feminine, don't they?' I asked.
That triggered something. 'Oh yes, they do...And I have...well no...too embarrassing...'
'Oh tell me...'
'No, too naughty..' she whispered, continuing her massage.'
'May I guess?'
'Of course'
I moaned under her touch 'Perhaps with them looking and feeling the way they do, I have this secret fantasy that you're caressing not a mans but a
young womans breasts...'
She gasped and then started to suckled my right breasts slowly. 'I was right...' More suckling was the response.
When she switched to my left breast and nip, she briefly paused and murmured 'Now that you have revealed my deep down fantasy, tell me yours...'
I was beyond arousal meanwhile, so I didn't care anymore. 'I just want them to be somewhat bigger...not huge, but big enough to fit into an A-cup
nip-free bra...'
She continued her relentless suckling, reached down and grabbed my throbbing cock, which was between her breasts.
'I wan't you to come...'
I was fighting my approaching climax...'Please no...I wan't to stay on edge for the whole day, watchig you, your breasts, worshipping them for another day.
Tell you arousing fantasies...'
'Mhhh' she giggeled 'Okay then, let's have a shower and breakfast...'
to be con'd

 

[Maleboobs]

Dirndl-dress con'd
We did and after that we drove to the little village close by to buy some food and wine. It was a nice summer day and we decided to sit down at a cafe at the
market to have a drink. We were the only guests. Maria set up the menue card for cover and let her hand first open one button more of my shirt and then began
to caress my right nip and breasts. 'Hey, you can't do that in public.' She giggelte 'Nobody is there.'
Which turned out not to be true. From behind a woman said 'Hello Maria, I hope I don't disturb you...' Hastily withdrawing her hand Maria turned around.
'Hello Eva, not at all. Come, have a seat.'
Eva was a woman of Marias age, a bit shorter, but curvy as well and wearing a dirndl too, however not having such a deep neckline as Marias, but nice enough.
'This is Michael, he's on a cacling tour through Bavaria and stays in one of my guestrooms for some days.'
'Nice to meet you, Eva,'
The two chatted some minutes and I noticed that Eva ever so often shot admiring glances to Marias decolletee, and when she noticed that I noticed she blushed.
'Sorry, I have to go. Library duties.' she stood up and added 'Michael, be careful, it's easy to get lost there...' and with fast movement she let her right
indexfinger travel down Marias cleavage and was gone.
'Hey, what...?' came a weak protest from Maria.
I laughed 'While you two had your chat, I had time to watch Eva. It was obvious that almost constantly her eyes were glued to your cleavage and beautiful globes.
It was a look of admiration and erotic desire.'
'You're kidding. We are friend snce years now.'
'And? She feels erotically attracted to you. And when she noticed I noticed she blushed.'
'Excure me for a moment...'
She hurried towards the library.
After 10 minutes or so she returned, cheeks flushed. 'You were right. She is faling for me. Oh my...She admitted that she feels attracted to me since quite a while.'
'So?' I asked. 'Instead of a verbal answer I took her hands and placed them on my bosom. She almost fainted. We then agreed to take our time, have dinner and wine and
see where this leads to.'
'Sounds like a plan'
'But as long as you are here, I'd love to pleasure your budding little breasts and nips and receive the same from you.'
'Mhhh, sounds arousing'
to be con'd

 

[dystracted]

Dirndl-dress con'd
We did and after that we drove to the little village close by to buy some food and wine. It was a nice summer day and we decided to sit down at a cafe at the
market to have a drink. We were the only guests. Maria set up the menue card for cover and let her hand first open one button more of my shirt and then began
to caress my right nip and breasts. 'Hey, you can't do that in public.' She giggelte 'Nobody is there.'
Which turned out not to be true. From behind a woman said 'Hello Maria, I hope I don't disturb you...' Hastily withdrawing her hand Maria turned around.
'Hello Eva, not at all. Come, have a seat.'
Eva was a woman of Marias age, a bit shorter, but curvy as well and wearing a dirndl too, however not having such a deep neckline as Marias, but nice enough.
'This is Michael, he's on a cacling tour through Bavaria and stays in one of my guestrooms for some days.'
'Nice to meet you, Eva,'
The two chatted some minutes and I noticed that Eva ever so often shot admiring glances to Marias decolletee, and when she noticed that I noticed she blushed.
'Sorry, I have to go. Library duties.' she stood up and added 'Michael, be careful, it's easy to get lost there...' and with fast movement she let her right
indexfinger travel down Marias cleavage and was gone.
'Hey, what...?' came a weak protest from Maria.
I laughed 'While you two had your chat, I had time to watch Eva. It was obvious that almost constantly her eyes were glued to your cleavage and beautiful globes.
It was a look of admiration and erotic desire.'
'You're kidding. We are friend snce years now.'
'And? She feels erotically attracted to you. And when she noticed I noticed she blushed.'
'Excure me for a moment...'
She hurried towards the library.
After 10 minutes or so she returned, cheeks flushed. 'You were right. She is faling for me. Oh my...She admitted that she feels attracted to me since quite a while.'
'So?' I asked. 'Instead of a verbal answer I took her hands and placed them on my bosom. She almost fainted. We then agreed to take our time, have dinner and wine and
see where this leads to.'
'Sounds like a plan'
'But as long as you are here, I'd love to pleasure your budding little breasts and nips and receive the same from you.'
'Mhhh, sounds arousing'
to be con'd

oh my...you did it again...what an arousing story...

 

[Maleboobs]

Dirndl-dress con'd
On their way back to Marias house she was still beaming. 'I am really wired-up from this encounter with Eva.'
'Well, she's a beautiful woman and I am sure that you'll have a pleasant time together. But until then...could I make use of your wired-up state?'
Maria smiled 'What kind of naughty idea do you have now?'
'A surprise...'
When we were back I asked 'Do you have computer with internet access?'
'Sure, a notebook.'
'Would you turn it on?'
'It's always turned on.'
'Perfect. Do we a have a place, where you can place the notebook and I can sit behind you?'
'Oh, naughty you...yes, perhaps my little dressing table with it's mirror and my piano stool.'
'And then do you by any chance have a cream with bee wax?'
'I have a candle...providing molten wax...'
'So give me a minute to access the site I have in mind, lit the candle and perhaps chance into something more comfortable.'
'As you wish...'
I placed her notebook in a way that she'd be able to watch the screen and we'd both see ourselves in the mirror of the dressing table.
Whe Maria came back she wore a red silk gown. 'Mhhh, very nice...'
'Thanks...so now tell me what you have in mind.'
'Well, for some years now I have an account at an erotic forum, where you can post pics, small video clips and text. Others with an account can give comments, but even
without account you can scroll through it and just watch. But for easier access I have logged myself in now. What you see here is a list of those threads I have created.'
'I see...my fantasies...my breast teasing videos...and oh my...many more.'
'At first I'd love to show you some of those clips...'With that I dipped my index finger into the molten wax and began to distribute the wax to her breasts.'
'Oh...warm...'I distrubuted more and began to rub it in.
'Mhhh...can I go to that video thread now?'
'Yes, of course...perhaps start with the last page and just scroll through it.'
The wax had started to cool down and made my movements over her luscious breasts more pleasurable.
(

)
'OMG..is that you?' she gasped...
'Of course...all of those clips is my breasts...'
She started to wince under my touch...'They look so full...oh no...this massage device...my god...'
'I have saved the URL to your disk, so you can go through all of my clips later...'
'You bet I will...'
'And now just go back and choose the tread 'Links to my fantasies'
She did and asked...'Which one to choose?'
'Perhaps one which is a bit taboo first...yes this one...'
(long-term nursing)
Maria started to read and I continued my gentle massage of her breasts and nips, which were hard already...
'Oh my this adolescent boy becoming increasingly aroused by suckling his moms breasts...so kinky...and she's caressing his breasts all the time while nursing him.
Even increasing his breasts size with a hormone cream.'
Reading this story was clearly arousing her immensely.
'So now she's suckling him? He must be mad with arousal...poor guy...no, lucky guy...'
She went through the whole story and sometimes watched me caressing her boobs in the mirror.
'OMG I would never have thought that this combination of beeing fodled and reading this erotic stuff would have such an effect on my...you devil...oh no, don't stop.
I want more...'
'Then open the testosterone story...no taboo at all...'
(Testosterone)
'Mhhh that is so sensual...touching...how they find out about his breasts sensitivity...and then mhhh...make good use of it...sexy...'
to be con'd

 

[CuriousMind68]

Surprising sensitivity
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 your 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.

Wow, this made me quite aroused thinking about this happening.

 

[Smoothshavendad]

Wow, this made me quite aroused thinking about this happening.

Oh fuuuiccckkkk!!!!

 

[Maleboobs]

Dirndl-dress con'd
On their way back to Marias house she was still beaming. 'I am really wired-up from this encounter with Eva.'
'Well, she's a beautiful woman and I am sure that you'll have a pleasant time together. But until then...could I make use of your wired-up state?'
Maria smiled 'What kind of naughty idea do you have now?'
'A surprise...'
When we were back I asked 'Do you have computer with internet access?'
'Sure, a notebook.'
'Would you turn it on?'
'It's always turned on.'
'Perfect. Do we a have a place, where you can place the notebook and I can sit behind you?'
'Oh, naughty you...yes, perhaps my little dressing table with it's mirror and my piano stool.'
'And then do you by any chance have a cream with bee wax?'
'I have a candle...providing molten wax...'
'So give me a minute to access the site I have in mind, lit the candle and perhaps chance into something more comfortable.'
'As you wish...'
I placed her notebook in a way that she'd be able to watch the screen and we'd both see ourselves in the mirror of the dressing table.
Whe Maria came back she wore a red silk gown. 'Mhhh, very nice...'
'Thanks...so now tell me what you have in mind.'
'Well, for some years now I have an account at an erotic forum, where you can post pics, small video clips and text. Others with an account can give comments, but even
without account you can scroll through it and just watch. But for easier access I have logged myself in now. What you see here is a list of those threads I have created.'
'I see...my fantasies...my breast teasing videos...and oh my...many more.'
'At first I'd love to show you some of those clips...'With that I dipped my index finger into the molten wax and began to distribute the wax to her breasts.'
'Oh...warm...'I distrubuted more and began to rub it in.
'Mhhh...can I go to that video thread now?'
'Yes, of course...perhaps start with the last page and just scroll through it.'
The wax had started to cool down and made my movements over her luscious breasts more pleasurable.
(

)
'OMG..is that you?' she gasped...
'Of course...all of those clips is my breasts...'
She started to wince under my touch...'They look so full...oh no...this massage device...my god...'
'I have saved the URL to your disk, so you can go through all of my clips later...'
'You bet I will...'
'And now just go back and choose the tread 'Links to my fantasies'
She did and asked...'Which one to choose?'
'Perhaps one which is a bit taboo first...yes this one...'
(long-term nursing)
Maria started to read and I continued my gentle massage of her breasts and nips, which were hard already...
'Oh my this adolescent boy becoming increasingly aroused by suckling his moms breasts...so kinky...and she's caressing his breasts all the time while nursing him.
Even increasing his breasts size with a hormone cream.'
Reading this story was clearly arousing her immensely.
'So now she's suckling him? He must be mad with arousal...poor guy...no, lucky guy...'
She went through the whole story and sometimes watched me caressing her boobs in the mirror.
'OMG I would never have thought that this combination of beeing fodled and reading this erotic stuff would have such an effect on my...you devil...oh no, don't stop.
I want more...'
'Then open the testosterone story...no taboo at all...'
(Testosterone)
'Mhhh that is so sensual...touching...how they find out about his breasts sensitivity...and then mhhh...make good use of it...sexy...'
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A tap on my shoulder made me look up. Eva was standing behind me and indicated to be quiet, then to take my place.
'mhhh, I nee to change my position a bit...just read on.'
I stood up and let Eva take my place. She resumed, what I had done before, but of course her hands were smaller and more delicate, and her movements were different
from my ones. Sensing this change Maria looked down. 'What...?
'It's me, Eva, and I am doing what I craved for a long time.'
I murmured 'I'll have a beer out side...'
Some 15 minutes later the two women joined me with flushed cheeks and beaming.
We had dinner and on the next morning I left. Maria gave me the adress of a girlfriend some 40 km away, where she had a small pension on a lake.
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After some hours of cycling through the beautiful landscape of bavaria I had no problems to find the pension at the lake.
I parked my bike, took off my baggage and went to the entrance with a little beergarden in front.
'Are you michael?' A woman in cut-off jeans and a blue silk blouse came out. 'Yes, how do you know?'
'Maria announced you.'
'Oh how kind...so you have a room for me?'
'Of course...a beer?'
'Oh my yes...please'
Only now I noticed that her silk blouse had a bavarian-style neckline revealing a wonderfull flawless pair of breasts apparently not being supported by a bra, because I could
see her nips poking through the fabric.
She turned and some minutes later came back with a huge beer still foaming.
'Mhh, looks nice...'
'The beer?' she smiled. 'That too' I grinned.
'May I join you at the table?' 'Sure, please...'
She had a glass of wine in front of her. 'Cheers'
I took a sip, but my eyes were glued to her decolletee.
'Maria told me a bit about your stay with her...'
I was instantly alarmed. 'So? What was it?'
'Well, apparently you were fascinated of her dirndl dress.'
'That's all?'
'Errrh, no...your admiring glances had some effect on her, and therefore...she visited you in your room...'
'OMG...yes, she did...'
'And therefore I though initially to wear a dirndl too, but then given the temperature I chose something more airy...but I wanted to have the typical dirndl
neckline too...so here I am...'
'Oh my...yes...it's beautiful...'
'So please enjoy your beer and the landscape...'she giggelte.
Later we had some light dinner. When we were finished, she murmured 'Maria told me that you showed her some stories or erotic fatasies, and while she was reading them, you
caressed her breasts from behind...Is that true?'
I blushed and said 'well, yes, I did that...'
'Would you, I mean...let me read them too? I have a notebook with internet access...'
I smiled 'I'd love that...and may I recommend that you leave that silk blouse on? Silk is perfect on the skin'
'Mhhh' she went and got the notebook. While I accessed the stories, the same Maria had been reading, Vera (That was her name) prepared a small table in her bedroom
in front of a huge mirror and a longer chair with enough space for both of us.
She opened a bottle of wine and we took or place. We had a glass to ease the tension and then I let my hands sneak under her armpits and began to gently caress the sides of her
succulent breasts through the silk.
She started reading the story of that mom still nursing her adolescent son.
'Oh my...' was all she moaned. Then she murmured 'OMG, now he's beeing suckled...'
My hands were now cupping her full breasts and giving a gentle massage, but leaving out the nips. The silk would do the trick anyway.
'Oh, Maria was right. Reading erotic stuff and getting this massage is overwhelmingly arousing.'
'Oh now this other woman is noticing the boys boobies...mhhh'
I slowly started to let my thumbs brush over her nips, which made her gasp.
'Please, slow down...' 'Or?' 'I'll have a breast climax here and now...'
So I let my thumbs rest upon her nips, but continued my kneading.
She finished the story and was heavily breathing.
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[Maleboobs]

A tap on my shoulder made me look up. Eva was standing behind me and indicated to be quiet, then to take my place.
'mhhh, I nee to change my position a bit...just read on.'
I stood up and let Eva take my place. She resumed, what I had done before, but of course her hands were smaller and more delicate, and her movements were different
from my ones. Sensing this change Maria looked down. 'What...?
'It's me, Eva, and I am doing what I craved for a long time.'
I murmured 'I'll have a beer out side...'
Some 15 minutes later the two women joined me with flushed cheeks and beaming.
We had dinner and on the next morning I left. Maria gave me the adress of a girlfriend some 40 km away, where she had a small pension on a lake.
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After some hours of cycling through the beautiful landscape of bavaria I had no problems to find the pension at the lake.
I parked my bike, took off my baggage and went to the entrance with a little beergarden in front.
'Are you michael?' A woman in cut-off jeans and a blue silk blouse came out. 'Yes, how do you know?'
'Maria announced you.'
'Oh how kind...so you have a room for me?'
'Of course...a beer?'
'Oh my yes...please'
Only now I noticed that her silk blouse had a bavarian-style neckline revealing a wonderfull flawless pair of breasts apparently not being supported by a bra, because I could
see her nips poking through the fabric.
She turned and some minutes later came back with a huge beer still foaming.
'Mhh, looks nice...'
'The beer?' she smiled. 'That too' I grinned.
'May I join you at the table?' 'Sure, please...'
She had a glass of wine in front of her. 'Cheers'
I took a sip, but my eyes were glued to her decolletee.
'Maria told me a bit about your stay with her...'
I was instantly alarmed. 'So? What was it?'
'Well, apparently you were fascinated of her dirndl dress.'
'That's all?'
'Errrh, no...your admiring glances had some effect on her, and therefore...she visited you in your room...'
'OMG...yes, she did...'
'And therefore I though initially to wear a dirndl too, but then given the temperature I chose something more airy...but I wanted to have the typical dirndl
neckline too...so here I am...'
'Oh my...yes...it's beautiful...'
'So please enjoy your beer and the landscape...'she giggelte.
Later we had some light dinner. When we were finished, she murmured 'Maria told me that you showed her some stories or erotic fatasies, and while she was reading them, you
caressed her breasts from behind...Is that true?'
I blushed and said 'well, yes, I did that...'
'Would you, I mean...let me read them too? I have a notebook with internet access...'
I smiled 'I'd love that...and may I recommend that you leave that silk blouse on? Silk is perfect on the skin'
'Mhhh' she went and got the notebook. While I accessed the stories, the same Maria had been reading, Vera (That was her name) prepared a small table in her bedroom
in front of a huge mirror and a longer chair with enough space for both of us.
She opened a bottle of wine and we took or place. We had a glass to ease the tension and then I let my hands sneak under her armpits and began to gently caress the sides of her
succulent breasts through the silk.
She started reading the story of that mom still nursing her adolescent son.
'Oh my...' was all she moaned. Then she murmured 'OMG, now he's beeing suckled...'
My hands were now cupping her full breasts and giving a gentle massage, but leaving out the nips. The silk would do the trick anyway.
'Oh, Maria was right. Reading erotic stuff and getting this massage is overwhelmingly arousing.'
'Oh now this other woman is noticing the boys boobies...mhhh'
I slowly started to let my thumbs brush over her nips, which made her gasp.
'Please, slow down...' 'Or?' 'I'll have a breast climax here and now...'
So I let my thumbs rest upon her nips, but continued my kneading.
She finished the story and was heavily breathing.
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'I need a break and then the other story, please.'
So we had another glass of wine and she slowly regained her composure. 'Oh my, that was quite arousing. What is the other story about?'
'Just wait and see...but it's not kinky or taboo at all...'
So we took our seats and she started reading...It took only a minute, when she started to shiver under my hands touch.
My palms were gently brushing over her breasts and nips through the silk. 'Mhhh, that's so good...and this woman is now getting to love her husbands newly developed
boobies.'
I began kneading her breasts with my thumbs stroking her nips.
Her moaning became louder and she started to breath heavier. 'Oh my, oh god, what is he doing to her with his boobies...'
She started to shudder under my gentle massage and then cried out 'Oh I can't hold it any longer, I am coming...'
It took a while for her to catch her breath.
'Oh my, that was quite something.'
She turned around so I had to take my hands from her breasts.
'Is it true, what Maria told me...about your hypersensitive breasts and nips?'
I blushed and stammered 'Mhhh, yes...'
She slowly unbuttoned my shirt and cupped my small breasts. 'Mhhh, so smooth and soft...I think I will take care of them later...'
'I'd love that...'
So we were both wired up, but decided to have some dinner first, then I took a shower.
When I came back, Vera sat on her notebook with flushed cheeks. 'I admit that I went through some of you other fantasies...the one, where your wife
caught you red-handed in front of a mirror wearing one of her nip-free bras was the hottest.'
'And believe it or not, I am really fantazising about it to happen in real life'
'I am naughty, but I'd love to watch that...'
I smiled. 'I bet, you'd love that...'
Blushing Vera stammered 'I know, I am unsatiable, but...'
'What is it?'
'It's kind of urgent for me now to have my breasts kissed and licked...and suckled...Oh my'
'Mhhh, perhaps we should do it in a comfortable position...'
'Come'
She went ahead and guided my to her bedroom, dimmed the light, wiggled out of her jeands and silk shirt and slipped between the sheets. I followed happily.
We were facing each other, her full breasts nesting closely together, looking seductive and inviting.
I moved closer and lower, until my face was level with her boobies.
My hands cupped them from both sides, making her moan. Then I was brushing small kisses all over them. I deliberately let her wait for more to come.
'Oh please...' whispered she. Hearing her begging I started with her left, lower breasts and gave it a slow, long licking from below and ending at her nip.
'Mhhh, yes...' I switched to the right one doing the same. 'Mhhh, so good...'
When I closed my lips around her right nip, she let out a load moan, which became a load cry, when I started to suckle her. Meanwhile my right hand was stroking her left breast and nip.
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