Everybody Loves Big Chests Novels & Stories

“Listen, Hades. Let me give you a little advice. This school? It’s not for people like you.” I narrowed my eyes. “People like me?” “Yeah, you know,” Hector said, gesturing vaguely at me. “People who don’t fit the vibe. You look like you crawled out of a garage sale, man. No offense.” He chuckled, clearly enjoying himself. I took a step closer, my jaw tightening. “None taken.”

I bite my lip and try to consider it. "Daddy complex," Honey laughs, and we look at her. "Swear down, you have daddy issues, and Big King, well, he certainly fits the role." God, is she right? I consider it and wonder if that's all the appeal is. "No, that's not the only reason. I'll admit maybe it is part of it. Skin is entirely different to Big King; his physique is. I have this thing for big guys, large arms and thighs. That's Big King; Skin is smaller, so it's not just the whole daddy complex."

His chest doesn't have any milk! “Mommy’s chest always has the sweet milk,” Liora mutters, looking super confused. Why is her big dad completely dry? She keeps rubbing her little palms across his jacket, finding nothing but flat, hard muscle. “Mommy’s chest is super soft and squishy. Why are you so hard, Daddy?” Liora pouts, her little bottom lip sticking out. Kaelen’s entire face turns completely stiff with awkwardness. He lifts his chin up, gasping for some cool air.

“Like, how do you even find bras that fit those things? Mine are so tiny I have to stuff sometimes for photos!” She laughed, cupping her own chest like she was making a joke. The room erupted in light chuckles. But I felt the heat crawl up my neck, burning my ears, making my cheeks sting. Because every single person in the room turned their eyes directly to my chest. Comparing. Judging. My chest felt too large. My body felt too big. My dress suddenly felt too tight. I wanted to cross my arms, to hide, to cover myself, to shrink into the carpet and disappear.

Years of working out had given me clearly defined pecs, and under a tight T-shirt, they did look pretty full. They were definitely bigger than Shirley's flat chest. I kept quiet, having no comeback. Theo's face turned red. "What, men aren't allowed to have big chest muscles now?" "Stop trying to twist things. I have more evidence!" Shirley sneered. She pulled up another photo.

"Did you notice that my chest has gotten a bit bigger? I've been doing chest exercises recently." She remembered very well that he liked women with ample breasts—D cups, to be exact. Joseph was struck speechless. When they arrived at the exhibition hall, Joseph stopped the car and handed the car keys to the valet who came over to welcome them. He then picked up his suit coat to drape it over Chloe. "I'm not cold." Chloe was baffled. "I know." "Why give me your coat then?" Joseph unconsciously clenched his fingers and bent over to rub his thin lips against her fair and tender earlobe. "I don’t like women with D cups. Yours is just nice."

Crispin asks as strips off his shirt. I wasn’t sure where to look but my head wouldn’t turn. As much as I didn’t want to ogle his hard chest that was so beautiful. His skin was a beautiful caramel brown color and his 6-packed abbs were tight as he moved. Though the part I really loved was his chest. They were big for a guy his size and the way they moved as he flexed his arms was mesmerizing. I always loved a guy with a big chest as it proved he was strong enough to handle me. I did not except him to be hiding such a wonderful sight under his shirt.

they just turned the living outa me. "Stop.. stop drooling over my chest.." she said in a whisper as she started running hot water. I smiled, "hide your chest.. because God I love what I see there." "There's nothing here.." she said rolling her eyes at me. I guess she failed to understand how small breasts can have such an effect on me. But they did. I didn't love big breasts because I had no idea what I'd do with them.. I wouldn't even know where to start. But her size was just perfect. I loved them...

I was furious. I had to pour cold water over him to wake him up. Under my murderous gaze, Jack finally confessed that his ideal type was a supermodel. He liked women with a tiny waist, long legs, and a small chest. As for me, I did fit his ideal type except for my chest. Only then did I realize why he always told me to wear a chest binder. He told me that he felt jealous when other men looked at my chest, but the truth was that he could not stand seeing a big chest.

Gabriel finished, expecting her to back off but it seemed she was still starting. "Yeah, it does matter. That is why it's there. All these packages is what make a woman a woman. Any Lady without anough ass and breasts can neve be classified as women. Every man loves girls with big ass and large be breasts. It reduces text make's men look ever young. Every Man loves women with Big breast and you are one of them. I'm sure no one will blame you for fucking me. Staying without Vennesa is Just staying with another male folk. Every One Will be proud of you. Even without my body, I can still beat her. I'm a way fucking prettier than her. I'm in a good shape and I can ride your dick for hours." Lisa