Male breast fantasies

[Maleboobs]

so turned after writing

That I just had to get relief...
But I was afraid it would only take seconds given my aroused state...
So I took some cream and massaged my breast watching myself doing it...
I continued and just gave my cock light brushes to its hypersensitive underside.
I managed to stay on edge this way for at least 10 min., then I couldn't stand it any longer.
OMG
I'd wish those reading the fantasies below (beeing watched) to be aroused as I was...

 

[Maleboobs]

Folks,should I continue this fantasie, where my wife finds in me her secretly craved for busty female lover?

 

[dystracted]

oh my, yes please...

Folks,should I continue this fantasie, where my wife finds in me her secretly craved for busty female lover?

 

[Maleboobs]

I would have expected some more encouragement by at least those, who have voted with yes to my poll...

Folks,should I continue this fantasie, where my wife finds in me her secretly craved for busty female lover?

oh my, yes please...

 

[Bigaug]

Please continue it, my wife loves sucking my nipples, when we play in the tub once a week I use those nipple sucker toys to get my nipples as big as I can, then I kneel in the tub so they hang over her mouth, she has now begum to fondle my breast and not just suck my nipples, she also rubs her finger in that spot between my balls and my ass as though it is a clit, I get so turned on, she enjoys it so much, she does make me shave around my nipples, actually the whole breast area, it makes it look more like a boob. When I kneel and bend over they do hang like a real boob, can I get an elastic thing to make them stay that way ?

 

[Maleboobs]

ok, so I will continue...
not sure what kind of elastic thing you are referring to, but such bra for sure would help...

Please continue it, my wife loves sucking my nipples, when we play in the tub once a week I use those nipple sucker toys to get my nipples as big as I can, then I kneel in the tub so they hang over her mouth, she has now begum to fondle my breast and not just suck my nipples, she also rubs her finger in that spot between my balls and my ass as though it is a clit, I get so turned on, she enjoys it so much, she does make me shave around my nipples, actually the whole breast area, it makes it look more like a boob. When I kneel and bend over they do hang like a real boob, can I get an elastic thing to make them stay that way ?

 

[Maleboobs]

being watched cont'd

So we did...She snuggled on my breasts and started to caress them...the effect was instantaneous...
I felt kind of obliged to give something back to her, however in line with her new passion.
I pushed her back and whispered 'just lay back...be relaxed...'
Then I bend over her and began to let my bra-supported breasts travel over her belly...
'Mhhh, that is good...' was her response.
When I went south and let them caress her upper tighs, the response was a surprised outcry 'oh, no, you wouldn't do that, would you?'
Of course I would...
I pushed her legs somewhat apart, straddled her left one and let my nips brush her inner tighs again.
'Oh my god, you're naughty...' she moaned.
'I am, and you love it...'
Making her own protests obsolete she pulled a pillow under her buttom, thrusting it upwards.
I let my own breast travel from her navel slowly downwards...until it touched her exposed clit once...
'Oh god, yes...give me your full tits...' she cried.
I felt my nip getting wet from her...and hard as well.
Moving slowly up and down I whispered 'Now do you fantasize that it's a woman doing that to you?'
The very thought seemed to increase her passion. 'Oh god, don't talk this way...mhhh, yes...you're my busty dream now...don't ever stop, oh this is crazy...'
I moved sidewards and let my other nip take over. Her hand moved down and got hold of my wet breast, slowly brushing over my slippery nip.
Feeling her own juice on my nip was too much for her.
'Oh yes, now...I am cumming on your breast...mhhhhhhh'

Throughout the day I kept on wearing the silk shirt, my nips being in a state of mild arousal, because once in a while my wife either watched my barely covered boobs from where she was, or when we were closer, gave them a playful brushing.
The next days were uneventful, both of us working. Of course decently dressed.
On friday a package arrived. I was home first and got it from a neighbor. Oh my, if he only knew.
As a surprise I took on that silk shirt again after having shaved and creamed my chest, which is almost hairless anyway.
When she arrived, she was gaping briefly, then cupped my breast and murmured 'hi, my babies'
When she saw the package, she said, breathlessly 'so we're gonna have a bra-fitting session later.'
'Well...ok...'
After dinner we had a glas of wine to calm us down, then she said 'give me some minutes' took the package and went to our bedroom.
After a while she called me.
She had changed into a silk shirt with built-in bra, low cut...mhhhh
The light was dimmed, and on one bedside table there was a bottle of champagne with glasses.
On the bed was a pile of different bras.
She patted on the bed. 'Sit here facing the mirror, I'll be behind you.
She gave me a glass 'to our little kinky secret'
I was nervous like hell, but aroused too and emptied the glass.
'Don't worry. It's gonna be fun. Now take off that shirt.'
When I did, she reached under my armpits and cupped my breasts gently.
'How beautiful they are. Are you aware they would be any guys dreams? But now they are my dream boobies.'
I was a bit shocked, but then...I guess she was right.
With a final squeeze she let go.
'Here comes a rather decent one, a mild pushup balconette bra. She helped me into the straps and closed it behind my back after some pulling.
Decent? My breasts were bulging out of it as if cupped forcefully. But they looked truely feminine
'Oh my, A-cup is a bit small, but they look amazing. Reaching for them, she let her fingers slowly travelling over my globes. I watched spellbound.
'I like it!' I whispered.
'The bra?'
'That too'
'Mhhh, thought so. Another one?'
She opened it and helped me into a new one. 'An adjustable demi pushup.'
My breasts were squeezed together, showing some cleavage now.
'Oh my, what a dream...and if you pull here...oh my...you see? Even more cleavage.'
Watching the result, I stiffled a gasp. My boobs looked fuller than ever.
Overcome but the view I let my finger run over that cleavage of mine.
'Mhhh, yes...caress my babies...'
'Yes, they are yours now...' I moaned.
'Now comes true miracle...it looks plain, but...'
Again she helped me after doing something behind me.
When she closed the bra, I whimpered. 'What is this?' The bra sent vibrations directly to my nips. My breasts twitched under thrm.
'Tiny, adjustable, rechargable vibrators in a small pocket.'
'OMG, that's devilish' I moaned.
'Addictive too, I guess...' she giggled.
'Oh my yes...did you try it?'
'No, but I will...'
I didn't andwer, because those tiny devices had set my nips aflame.
Sensing my state, she unhooked the bra and cupped my breasts gently.
'Oh my, poor babies, calm down. It wasn't exactly the right treatment, because my breasts continued to twitch in her hands.
'My god, their sensitivity is wonderful. I'm gonna play with them endlessly.'
I moaned helplessly. Her addiction to them made me tremble and turned me more and more into her sextoy. And I loved it.
'Here comes another highlight.'
Again she helped me, and what I saw was not supposed to sooth my nips.
A black dream of a nipfree bra, pushing my boobs up and let my perky nips poke out.
Now she was gasping. 'Oh my, how sexy'
She came around and dropped to her knees. I was bending forward and she placed kisses upon my breasts and nips. Whispering 'I hope you understand that I am kissing the breasts of a woman here, can't help it.'
My boobs were shivering under her kisses.
'And I hope you understand that this meets some deep down desire of mine.'
'Oh my, we're a lucky couple. Let's go to bed after another glas, I want to enjoy our new sex life and this bra suiting you so well.'

 

[Emmcee20]

Nice maleboobs!

 

[Maleboobs]

beeing watched cont'd

In the week to come my wife became crazy for my breasts and suckled them daily for a long time.
After a while my nips not only even more sensitive, but clearly my boobs became fuller.
The bras she had given to me did not fit anymore.
During one of those suckling sessions she briefly stopped and murmured 'if we go on like this long enough, I'll make you lactate.'
I could only gasp and came immediately, so turned on by this
During work of course I didn't wear bras, but to hide my growing boobs preferred loose shirts. The downside, if it was one, was that given the hypersensitivity of my nips, the fabric caressed them with every move and kept me on edge all day.
Colleagues asked me seeing my flushed face, whether I felt pk.
If they only knew...

So we did...She snuggled on my breasts and started to caress them...the effect was instantaneous...
I felt kind of obliged to give something back to her, however in line with her new passion.
I pushed her back and whispered 'just lay back...be relaxed...'
Then I bend over her and began to let my bra-supported breasts travel over her belly...
'Mhhh, that is good...' was her response.
When I went south and let them caress her upper tighs, the response was a surprised outcry 'oh, no, you wouldn't do that, would you?'
Of course I would...
I pushed her legs somewhat apart, straddled her left one and let my nips brush her inner tighs again.
'Oh my god, you're naughty...' she moaned.
'I am, and you love it...'
Making her own protests obsolete she pulled a pillow under her buttom, thrusting it upwards.
I let my own breast travel from her navel slowly downwards...until it touched her exposed clit once...
'Oh god, yes...give me your full tits...' she cried.
I felt my nip getting wet from her...and hard as well.
Moving slowly up and down I whispered 'Now do you fantasize that it's a woman doing that to you?'
The very thought seemed to increase her passion. 'Oh god, don't talk this way...mhhh, yes...you're my busty dream now...don't ever stop, oh this is crazy...'
I moved sidewards and let my other nip take over. Her hand moved down and got hold of my wet breast, slowly brushing over my slippery nip.
Feeling her own juice on my nip was too much for her.
'Oh yes, now...I am cumming on your breast...mhhhhhhh'

 

[Jay Richards]

Holy fuck

That is so dirty and exciting. You got me so hard.

Jay

 

[Maleboobs]

Thanks, I hope more appreciate this...

That is so dirty and exciting. You got me so hard.

Jay

 

[Maleboobs]

beeing watched cont'd

I shared an office with a woman, nice, 40ish and busty. We had a good working relashionship, not more.
However during the last days I caught her watching me curiously more and more often, which made her blush and look away.
I guessed my attempts to hide my growing boobies with loose shirts wasn't good enough. Or she had caught a glimp of my nips poking through the fabric in their aroused state.
Yesterday she stole a glance again at my chest, and when I noticed it, I asked 'what is it?'
'Oh, sorry...nothing...' she stammered.
'You keep watching me, why?'
'It's just...that you changed in the last weeks'
'Changed?'
'OMG, this is....I mean...your chest...'
'What about it?'
'It has, how should I say...grown?'
'Even if it has...it's my business.!
'Oh my, yes, of course...but I have never...it's kind of fascinating...' blushing even more.
'You are fascinated by my chest?'
'Yes' she whispered.
My nips sprang to attention, and she clearly noticed that.
'Oh my...'
Now it was my turn to blush.
In order to escape from this embarrassing situation I asked 'care to join me for lunch?'
'Ooh, sure'
We made only small talk during lunch, but the issue did not go away.
'You said yes, when...'
'I know and...oh the very idea...'
'Shocking?'
'No, but I can't...oh my'
'You can't admit that you find my growing breasts kind of, well...erotic?'
'Oh god...yes' blushing again.
'I can't tell you more now...perhaps tomorrow...I need to think about it.'
Later at home, when my wife just had begun to knead my breasts gently, preparing both of us to a long suckling session, I murmured 'would you believe that my office colleague admitted that she finds my breasts erotic?'
'Oh...lucky you...perhaps she secretely has fantasies similar to my ones?'
'We could invite her to dinner...'
'And both dress sexy?' She giggled.

In the week to come my wife became crazy for my breasts and suckled them daily for a long time.
After a while my nips not only even more sensitive, but clearly my boobs became fuller.
The bras she had given to me did not fit anymore.
During one of those suckling sessions she briefly stopped and murmured 'if we go on like this long enough, I'll make you lactate.'
I could only gasp and came immediately, so turned on by this
During work of course I didn't wear bras, but to hide my growing boobs preferred loose shirts. The downside, if it was one, was that given the hypersensitivity of my nips, the fabric caressed them with every move and kept me on edge all day.
Colleagues asked me seeing my flushed face, whether I felt pk.
If they only knew...

 

[LiteTouch10]

Umm, being invited to your dinner party= Wow, the utter Boob fantasy. 'Dry humour-What was on the menu- Chicken breasts?
Love your tantellising stimulating posts.

 

[Maleboobs]

being watched cont'd

***
Next day in the office there was some tension in the air, especially since my colleague did show a bit of cleavage.
Again we had lunch together, and I didn't even have to touch the pending issue, if this is the appropriate term.
'You know, yesterday...may I come back to it? But this just between us, ok?'
'Sure'
'I am a bit unsure about my, well, erotic orientation, bicurious, you call it, right? So watching your transformation triggered something deeply hidden. Does this sound weird?'
'Oh no, go on'
'I have never even thought about a mans breast to be remotely erotic, but your reaction yesterday...oh my...it was like watching a woman receiving compliments about her breasts...'
'Well, yes...'
'Oh, it's time...'
'What would you think about having dinner at my home with my wife say on Saturday? Just some food and wine? And wear something casual!'
'Thanks, I like it.'
***
On saturday we took our time to choose our clothing.
Denise had jeans, a black balconette bra and a tight shirt with a rectangular necklone, dirndl-style.
I chose a loose silk shirt, but this time with my nip-free bra below. Above I wore a loose cashmere, unbuttoned, in order not to shock my coworker too much and too early.
When the doorbell rung and I opened, I not only faced Christine, my colleague, but a man too.
'Hi, this is Tom, my husband. I took the liberty to bring him along.'
'Sure, how are you?'
He smiled and we shook hands. This move must have revealed something, because he stiffled a gasp.
I asked them in and took care of their coats. Only then I noticed the tight and low-cut skirt of Christine, displaying her full breasts nicely.
My wife joined us and both women took a while glancing at each other admiringly. Meanwhile I became aware of Tom peaking at my chest and blushing.
Suddenly there was some electricity in the air.
***
During dinner we all avoided the issue at hand, but everybody shot glances at the beautifully displayed bosoms of the women including the two women themselves and of course to my pourly disguised chest.
After dinner we made ourselves comfy on couches, I with Tom and my wife with Christine. Then my wife decided to speak up. I hold my breath.
'I think we owe you an explanation. In case you find it too weird, my apologies.
You might have suspected already that Michael is wearing a bra. We found out only recently that we both love his boobs to grow and receive a lot of attention.'
I blushed and nodded.
'Then he told me, and this might come as a shock to you, Tom, that Christine was fascinated by his boobies too. We agreed to invite you and see what might happen. We didn't know of your husband, though. And frankly, I didn't know about your beauties, of course, Christine.'
Blushing she murmured 'I could return the compliment. And I'm sorry, Tom.'
'Don't be sorry, life is full of surprises. Some of them quite nice, as your boobies, Michael. Christine, I can understand you well.'
We all stared unbelievingly at him.
'What is it? We seem to be a breast-crazy group here. Lovely!'
Christine was the first to answer 'I wasn't aware you'd be so much into it, let alone...'
He blushed 'I was too shy...and thought it wasn't masculine enough...'
Meanwhile my wife was whispering to Christine, who turned bloodred listening. And then moaned 'oh god, what an idea...'
I asked 'hey, ladies...what's so shocking?'
My wife smiled 'not shocking, more like extremly arousing...'
My nips became hard.
'You guys just watch, then it's your turn'
Tom and I exchanged glances and sat back.
Christine and my wife snuggled against each other and began to gently explore each others cleavages.

I shared an office with a woman, nice, 40ish and busty. We had a good working relashionship, not more.
However during the last days I caught her watching me curiously more and more often, which made her blush and look away.
I guessed my attempts to hide my growing boobies with loose shirts wasn't good enough. Or she had caught a glimp of my nips poking through the fabric in their aroused state.
Yesterday she stole a glance again at my chest, and when I noticed it, I asked 'what is it?'
'Oh, sorry...nothing...' she stammered.
'You keep watching me, why?'
'It's just...that you changed in the last weeks'
'Changed?'
'OMG, this is....I mean...your chest...'
'What about it?'
'It has, how should I say...grown?'
'Even if it has...it's my business.!
'Oh my, yes, of course...but I have never...it's kind of fascinating...' blushing even more.
'You are fascinated by my chest?'
'Yes' she whispered.
My nips sprang to attention, and she clearly noticed that.
'Oh my...'
Now it was my turn to blush.
In order to escape from this embarrassing situation I asked 'care to join me for lunch?'
'Ooh, sure'
We made only small talk during lunch, but the issue did not go away.
'You said yes, when...'
'I know and...oh the very idea...'
'Shocking?'
'No, but I can't...oh my'
'You can't admit that you find my growing breasts kind of, well...erotic?'
'Oh god...yes' blushing again.
'I can't tell you more now...perhaps tomorrow...I need to think about it.'
Later at home, when my wife just had begun to knead my breasts gently, preparing both of us to a long suckling session, I murmured 'would you believe that my office colleague admitted that she finds my breasts erotic?'
'Oh...lucky you...perhaps she secretely has fantasies similar to my ones?'
'We could invite her to dinner...'
'And both dress sexy?' She giggled.

 

[Maleboobs]

Being watched cont'd

Tom was finding the whole evening almost overwhelming in the most erotic pleasurable manner. And yet, he wasn’t sure if he was in control of himself, or even, was the evening turning into a fantasy that he had always secretly wondered about.
Yes, a woman’s breasts and nipples were to him almost more desirable even than any part of her body, from lips yo penetration, breasts were his fantasy and addiction.
But the other bewildering aspect was his secret attraction to playing opposite to a male, or dominant female. He secretly had this fantasy of being overwhelmed and consumed with the need to feel Male and female at the same time.
Now I heal completely confused him. And he feared he might go over the top and do something. Crazy, like try to touch him. And now, his face burning, his erecting swelling, he was sitting next to Michael while watching the two women begin to play together in the most beautifully sensual maner.

Tom turned, looked at Michael, or rather looked at his breasts and huskily whispered, His face burning, .Im so near cumming, and it’s you I’m thinking of. I so want to touch, and suckle you.


Aroused by the view of our two women caressing each others breasts, however still completely dressed, I had automatically began to caress my right nips through the silk with my left hand.
Being adressed in this bold manner by Tom I was kind of shocked. I whispered 'But, I thought it was your wife being so attracted to my breasts...it became clear in the office...' But of course his open confession and desire aroused me even further, so I said in a subdued voice 'you might gently caress my other nip...'
Tom noticed now my left hand brushing over my nip and tentatively approached my other nip. I had to stiffle a moan, when his index finger circled my nip through the fabric.
Christine briefly looked up and witnessed what we did. She smiled encouragingly, and apparently fuelled by this view, tried to pull down my wifes top. But she reacted to this attempt and pulled it over her head in a swift move, now showing her sexy balconette bra. Without hesitation Christine buried her face between Denises breasts, who framed her boobies with her arms and pulled Christine even closer into her cleavage.
'Oh my, watching this makes my own nips harden.' I murmured. I stood up and placed myself between Toms legs, then let my ellbows rest on my knees.
He understood the message, reached under my armpits and cupped my bra-supported boobies. 'Oh, they feel so full and feminine...' he whispered.

***
Next day in the office there was some tension in the air, especially since my colleague did show a bit of cleavage.
Again we had lunch together, and I didn't even have to touch the pending issue, if this is the appropriate term.
'You know, yesterday...may I come back to it? But this just between us, ok?'
'Sure'
'I am a bit unsure about my, well, erotic orientation, bicurious, you call it, right? So watching your transformation triggered something deeply hidden. Does this sound weird?'
'Oh no, go on'
'I have never even thought about a mans breast to be remotely erotic, but your reaction yesterday...oh my...it was like watching a woman receiving compliments about her breasts...'
'Well, yes...'
'Oh, it's time...'
'What would you think about having dinner at my home with my wife say on Saturday? Just some food and wine? And wear something casual!'
'Thanks, I like it.'
***
On saturday we took our time to choose our clothing.
Denise had jeans, a black balconette bra and a tight shirt with a rectangular necklone, dirndl-style.
I chose a loose silk shirt, but this time with my nip-free bra below. Above I wore a loose cashmere, unbuttoned, in order not to shock my coworker too much and too early.
When the doorbell rung and I opened, I not only faced Christine, my colleague, but a man too.
'Hi, this is Tom, my husband. I took the liberty to bring him along.'
'Sure, how are you?'
He smiled and we shook hands. This move must have revealed something, because he stiffled a gasp.
I asked them in and took care of their coats. Only then I noticed the tight and low-cut skirt of Christine, displaying her full breasts nicely.
My wife joined us and both women took a while glancing at each other admiringly. Meanwhile I became aware of Tom peaking at my chest and blushing.
Suddenly there was some electricity in the air.
***
During dinner we all avoided the issue at hand, but everybody shot glances at the beautifully displayed bosoms of the women including the two women themselves and of course to my pourly disguised chest.
After dinner we made ourselves comfy on couches, I with Tom and my wife with Christine. Then my wife decided to speak up. I hold my breath.
'I think we owe you an explanation. In case you find it too weird, my apologies.
You might have suspected already that Michael is wearing a bra. We found out only recently that we both love his boobs to grow and receive a lot of attention.'
I blushed and nodded.
'Then he told me, and this might come as a shock to you, Tom, that Christine was fascinated by his boobies too. We agreed to invite you and see what might happen. We didn't know of your husband, though. And frankly, I didn't know about your beauties, of course, Christine.'
Blushing she murmured 'I could return the compliment. And I'm sorry, Tom.'
'Don't be sorry, life is full of surprises. Some of them quite nice, as your boobies, Michael. Christine, I can understand you well.'
We all stared unbelievingly at him.
'What is it? We seem to be a breast-crazy group here. Lovely!'
Christine was the first to answer 'I wasn't aware you'd be so much into it, let alone...'
He blushed 'I was too shy...and thought it wasn't masculine enough...'
Meanwhile my wife was whispering to Christine, who turned bloodred listening. And then moaned 'oh god, what an idea...'
I asked 'hey, ladies...what's so shocking?'
My wife smiled 'not shocking, more like extremly arousing...'
My nips became hard.
'You guys just watch, then it's your turn'
Tom and I exchanged glances and sat back.
Christine and my wife snuggled against each other and began to gently explore each others cleavages.

 

[Maleboobs]

Being watched cont'd

***
Even in his fantasy dreams, Tom had never felt so incredibly sensual and Aroused.
His heart pounded, and it gave him pleasure to feel his warm thick erection so close to Michael. He was almost beside himself. If he was at home with his wife, he would have asked her to ride him as he lay on his back cupping her breasts and changing from gently massaging, to suckling her nipples while he felt her ride his length.
Whispering, he asked, can I touch, I would love to caress your gorgeous boobs. Then he giggled, I want to suckle and stroke too.
Gently he placed a hand beside each full curve, pressed them together, and sighing with the feel of such softness, he cupped and pressed upwards, Michael’s soft fullness swelled to almost press against him.
Tom groaned, I want to get naked with you too.
***
With Toms hands gently cupping and massaging my breasts from behind, though through the silk fabric of my shirt, I reached down and unbuttoned it completely.
Feeling this, Tom shoved the shirt aside and brushed his palms over my erect nips...
From the other couch, Christines eyes bulged seeing my nip-free bra for the first time. She whispered something to Christine, who nodded eagerly.
Then both came over, smiled at Tom and me and my wife murmured 'that looks like an invitation to us, doesn't it?' 'Definitely' answered Christine giggling. My wife added 'You stay the way you are, please'
Both dropped on their knees, came close to my breasts still being cupped by Tom and started to slowly lick both nips, which were so nicely presented by both my bra and Tom.
'Oh god...oh yes...' I could only moan. Tom couldn't see what was happening, but had a good idea, of course.
Christine briefly paused whispering 'you have fantasized about this often, didn't you?'
Then both women began to slowly suckle my nips, and Tom, reading my mind, began kneading in a milking massage way.
I was out of my mind with pleasure and arousal, feeling a climax coming fast.
Sensing that Christine and Denise gave me a break and asked Tom to unhook my bra. I whiggled out of my shirt and Tom did as told. Immediately afterwards cupped my breasts again and continued with his massage. Christine and my wife watched him doing it and smiled.
'Those two seemed to enjoy each other. Shouldn't we do so too? And boys, don't get ahead of yourself...we want you to stay aroused for quite a while still.'
***

Tom was finding the whole evening almost overwhelming in the most erotic pleasurable manner. And yet, he wasn’t sure if he was in control of himself, or even, was the evening turning into a fantasy that he had always secretly wondered about.
Yes, a woman’s breasts and nipples were to him almost more desirable even than any part of her body, from lips yo penetration, breasts were his fantasy and addiction.
But the other bewildering aspect was his secret attraction to playing opposite to a male, or dominant female. He secretly had this fantasy of being overwhelmed and consumed with the need to feel Male and female at the same time.
Now I heal completely confused him. And he feared he might go over the top and do something. Crazy, like try to touch him. And now, his face burning, his erecting swelling, he was sitting next to Michael while watching the two women begin to play together in the most beautifully sensual maner.

Tom turned, looked at Michael, or rather looked at his breasts and huskily whispered, His face burning, .Im so near cumming, and it’s you I’m thinking of. I so want to touch, and suckle you.


Aroused by the view of our two women caressing each others breasts, however still completely dressed, I had automatically began to caress my right nips through the silk with my left hand.
Being adressed in this bold manner by Tom I was kind of shocked. I whispered 'But, I thought it was your wife being so attracted to my breasts...it became clear in the office...' But of course his open confession and desire aroused me even further, so I said in a subdued voice 'you might gently caress my other nip...'
Tom noticed now my left hand brushing over my nip and tentatively approached my other nip. I had to stiffle a moan, when his index finger circled my nip through the fabric.
Christine briefly looked up and witnessed what we did. She smiled encouragingly, and apparently fuelled by this view, tried to pull down my wifes top. But she reacted to this attempt and pulled it over her head in a swift move, now showing her sexy balconette bra. Without hesitation Christine buried her face between Denises breasts, who framed her boobies with her arms and pulled Christine even closer into her cleavage.
'Oh my, watching this makes my own nips harden.' I murmured. I stood up and placed myself between Toms legs, then let my ellbows rest on my knees.
He understood the message, reached under my armpits and cupped my bra-supported boobies. 'Oh, they feel so full and feminine...' he whispered.

 

[Maleboobs]

being watched cont'd

The sensual feeling of the four of us together was the most incredibly erotic
experience I could ever ever imagine. I was surrounded by a threesome of incredible full breasts, and a feeling that my new but adorable sexy friend was nearing both climax and milk flow. I shuddered in ecstacy. I didn't need an orgasm, - I was living one. I found I could massage his breasts naturally, they feelt so full, soft and smooth.
The sweetest thing I could ever imagine. I wanted to suck, but the grls were there. And I was sure they knew how to arouse him even better than me. Yet, somehow guiltily, I wondered if I could slip out of my clothes and have someone suck what I had- My cock ached for touch. And Im sure Michael felt the same. I have never been full on with a guy, not even in fantasy- but now-I had no hesitation in this beautiful group. We were clambering around a bit on the couch, and really I wanted us all on a big bed- then we could all play whatever games we desired. I knew that boobies would be our pleasure, but to stimulate each other to orgasm too- felt only natural- male and female - or one on one.
Tom felt free of constraint, all had stepped outside their inhibitions and were following their desires. Being so open to each other felt natural- free- no rules or resticicions- just their sensual indulgence spun through his mind.
He felt my warm breasts fill his palm and squeezed in a gentle coaxing rythum, his fingers now finding the edge of a nipple again. But before suckling and teasing myflow- he whispered, "I think feel like a woman would . I want to fuck and be fucked with you- and your breasts- and I want the others with us too. I'd love to feel my cock here as I caress and suckle-maybe we will stroke you lovely sexy thing, I could pleasure you for ever.'
***
Tom seemed to become really desparate and in need for some relief fast.
'Denise and Christine' I called. 'Tom is due for some treatment...would you care to help?'
Both with bare breasts meanwhile and flushed with arousal came over and whiggled out of Toms hands. 'Just lay down here...'
I unzipped his jeans and pulled them down, same with his pants. Toms cock sprang to attention and I whispered to both women. 'He's all yours, and my boobs are his.'
With that I bend over him and let my breasts and nips brush over his face, his cheeks...
Denise straddled his lower legs and began to embrace his cock with her full breasts. Christine watched the scene in awe, stroking her breasts frantically.
'Here's your fantasy...suckle me...'
Christine came closer and caressed my other breast not being suckled by Tom.
'Take your time...oh god, yes...suckle me like a baby his mother...'

***
Even in his fantasy dreams, Tom had never felt so incredibly sensual and Aroused.
His heart pounded, and it gave him pleasure to feel his warm thick erection so close to Michael. He was almost beside himself. If he was at home with his wife, he would have asked her to ride him as he lay on his back cupping her breasts and changing from gently massaging, to suckling her nipples while he felt her ride his length.
Whispering, he asked, can I touch, I would love to caress your gorgeous boobs. Then he giggled, I want to suckle and stroke too.
Gently he placed a hand beside each full curve, pressed them together, and sighing with the feel of such softness, he cupped and pressed upwards, Michael’s soft fullness swelled to almost press against him.
Tom groaned, I want to get naked with you too.
***
With Toms hands gently cupping and massaging my breasts from behind, though through the silk fabric of my shirt, I reached down and unbuttoned it completely.
Feeling this, Tom shoved the shirt aside and brushed his palms over my erect nips...
From the other couch, Christines eyes bulged seeing my nip-free bra for the first time. She whispered something to Christine, who nodded eagerly.
Then both came over, smiled at Tom and me and my wife murmured 'that looks like an invitation to us, doesn't it?' 'Definitely' answered Christine giggling. My wife added 'You stay the way you are, please'
Both dropped on their knees, came close to my breasts still being cupped by Tom and started to slowly lick both nips, which were so nicely presented by both my bra and Tom.
'Oh god...oh yes...' I could only moan. Tom couldn't see what was happening, but had a good idea, of course.
Christine briefly paused whispering 'you have fantasized about this often, didn't you?'
Then both women began to slowly suckle my nips, and Tom, reading my mind, began kneading in a milking massage way.
I was out of my mind with pleasure and arousal, feeling a climax coming fast.
Sensing that Christine and Denise gave me a break and asked Tom to unhook my bra. I whiggled out of my shirt and Tom did as told. Immediately afterwards cupped my breasts again and continued with his massage. Christine and my wife watched him doing it and smiled.
'Those two seemed to enjoy each other. Shouldn't we do so too? And boys, don't get ahead of yourself...we want you to stay aroused for quite a while still.'
***

 

[cliteatingman]

Mmm I love teasing a man's nipples and breasts until he cums...grunting and moaning.

I volunteer!

 

[Maleboobs]

I'd LOVE that...

Mmm I love teasing a man's nipples and breasts until he cums...grunting and moaning.

 

[Maleboobs]

I have opened up to my wife about my breast addiction and that I fantasize about having more feminine breasts. She was understanding and even turned on. We had great sex afterwards.

 

[dystracted]

congrats...

I have opened up to my wife about my breast addiction and that I fantasize about having more feminine breasts. She was understanding and even turned on. We had great sex afterwards.

 

[Tinyharold46]

Have small manboobs now. Fantasy is for them to be larger. Love to have them played with. Tempted to use wife's estrogen patch to see if that would increase their size.

 

[Maleboobs]

Have small manboobs now. Fantasy is for them to be larger. Love to have them played with. Tempted to use wife's estrogen patch to see if that would increase their size.

we share this fantasy...

 

[Bigaug]

I have been wearing lingerie she buys for me, but after a great sex session in which she made me kneel over her in bed and she sucked my nipples and played with my boobs, she had many big orgasms as she sucked, she tells me she wants to buy me a bra, neither of us are sure how to do that , any suggestions

 

[Maleboobs]

I have been wearing lingerie she buys for me, but after a great sex session in which she made me kneel over her in bed and she sucked my nipples and played with my boobs, she had many big orgasms as she sucked, she tells me she wants to buy me a bra, neither of us are sure how to do that , any suggestions

I'd buy it online somewhere...