Asian Boobs Novels & Stories

And losing. Her breasts were positively oozing out of the thing, squashed upwards and inwards and sideways, so much bulging boobage it reminded me of the corset Taylor had worn to her house last Sunday. Beneath it, a washboard stomach shamed me. Isa glanced at the clock. "Yeah, we still got a little time. Here." Her arms reached behind her, an unseen clasp was undone, and an avalanche of tits came tumbling down Mount Isa. They were, in a word, incredible. The kinds of boobs I'd only ever seen in my dad's Playboys as an adolescent. Buoyant, symmetrical, perky, gravity-defying, mouth-watering, cock-stiffening teardrops.

ALPHA ZEUS' POV I stood as if I had been dazed. My eyes were fixed on just one spot. And that was her chest. In all my time looking at women, I had not seen a breast that looked this succulent and fleshy. They were not overly big but at the same time, they were nothing close to small. Just big and sizable, probably over forty inches. Should be forty-five or so. In many cases of people who had boobs that were large enough, their nipples were either flat or curved inside. But it was different with Kayla. Despite having boobs that were that big, her nipples were still pointed. I found myself wondering what they would be like when aroused and fully pointed. Damn it!

Especially with some carefully planned investments, which I have recently started looking into. My face is mostly round, and I have thin lips, with an ingratiating smile (or so I've been told). Enough that that alone is often all I need to evoke people's interest. Of course, having so much skin on display might be the true drawing factor. Who am I kidding? One aspect of my body that I think I'm most proud of is my ass. I exercise regularly and focus a fair amount of my routine on keeping it firm. Asians don't tend to have "bubble butts" like American girls do, thank god. (Although, I'll have you know that mine is nice and round.)

I could not rip my eyes away. They were amazing. As put-off and angry as I was with Lisa, I could not help but admit that her bre*sts were absolutely perfect. They were so huge! I had never seen a pair of bre*sts this big. I mean, I certainly was not the type of guy on the lookout for big boobs, but now that I was staring at them, I could certainly understand the appeal. They were enormous, jutting out from her fit body. They were full and firm, only making it more amazing that they somehow fit in a bra in a professional top. Those suckers looked like they could not be contained. They rode high on her chest, and their fullness allowed each of the mammoth udders to press into the other, natur

Always female and never not annoying. "God, he's so handsome," one mumbles. "Sexy," the other one corrects her. "Bet Poppy's fucking him." I frown. God, I fucking wish she were fucking me. To my dismay, the two of them ride with me down to the ground level, and when the doors open, I push through them to get out first, but then I turn around and slam my arm against the elevator doors to keep them from closing. I look at them both very carefully.

Fortune smiled "hmmm, I am your friend after all, I can't lie to you. what happens if Chris decides to go for a girl with a better figure? we both know most guys find it a little difficult to handle a fat lady. But if that's what you want....i.... don't think....I can actually stop you from eating like a glutton everyday" "Fortune open the door let's talk" Asia knocked on Fortune's door in a haste. Fortune turned her doorknob and opened the door directly. Asia walked in and sat on the bed, "fortune tell me the truth, do I really look chubby?" Asia said as she touched her cheeks. Fortune nodded

All she needed was to look hot and offer great sex. On the other hand, she thanked her mother for her dazzling looks and tantalizing beauty. She was the Zambian Jezebel, at twenty with firm and medium sized boobs. She was slim, a bottle shaped with slightly raised shoulders and an outstretched chest. Her boobs danced rhythmically at each step she took leaving most guys salivating for her, no wonder she never wore any bra. Her skin color, tone and texture was her source of pride and fame. Subi knew she was destined for greatness.

“Rebekah, this is not…” I didn’t let him finish talking. I reached behind my back and unhooked my bra, sliding the straps down my arms slowly and letting it fall to the floor between us. Maybe if he saw how big my boobs were, he would be tempted to touch me more. The moment he saw them his jaw dropped a little. My boobs weren’t just big. They were large and firm, sitting high on my chest with pink nipples that were already hard and poking out like they were begging to be sucked.

Lucas didn't expect this shy girl to be so wild when she was horny. So Lucas chose to take things slow. Squeezing Luna's boobs again, the difference is that now he really enjoys her elasticity of the boobs while his eyes don't blink. Luna Lee's boobs may not look as big as adult film actresses, but as soon as Lucas tried to touch it with his palms, it was so full that it barely fit in Lucas's grip. "Your boobs are beautiful, Baby," Lucas praised, "and quite big," he said, squeezing gently. “Baby,” Luna Lee groaned, tilting her head, “a bit loud…”

“Regardless of tribe, color, race, height, beauty, or whatever, I will marry the one whom I love. This should bring me to the next thing I use in judging a right future partner. I really, truly love busty ladies!” “Busty ladies!” Anna exclaimed. “That means ladies with big breasts, huh?” “No,” I replied. “Breasts are for kids, boobs are for men. Busty means ladies with big… no, huge boobs. I love women like that. It is indirectly providing something tangible to hold onto.” Anna shook her head. “I thought Andy was the only lunatic since you never used to talk. Now, you are showing your true colors. This is surprising and depressing at the same time!” Anna shouted at him.