Everybody Loves Large Chests Novels & Stories

By the time they finally arrived at the Pinecone Campground, Amber’s pussy was absolutely soaking wet, drenching her sheer panties, while Tate had a huge, dark wet spot on the front of his shorts where his abundant pre-cum had soaked through. “There’s my darling grandson!” Tate’s Grandma Ruth exclaimed warmly as he stepped out of the vehicle, stretching his legs. The boy always felt like he was being completely swallowed up in soft, squishy tit-meat whenever his grandma hugged him. Of all the women in the family, her enormous breasts were by far the most tremendous—massive, heavy, and impossibly full. “Oh, you just get more and more handsome every single day!” Ruth beamed, holding him tightl

The flying buttons hit the wooden stage floor and clinked loudly. They rolled and came to a stop at the feet of one of the elders. However, no one was looking at the two buttons. Everyone was intently staring at Liam’s chest. That bespoke tuxedo had been torn apart from the force. His pale and firm bosom bounced out from the torn fabric, and they jiggled from his panting breath under the bright lights. The shape and the size were superior to any of the women there.

Being beat my entire life had left me with plenty. I pull my clothes over my curves and grimace. Maybe Jasper doesn’t want to deal with my being here. I mean. Think about it. I’m not a size two, hell I’m not even a size ten. My curves fit into size fourteens on good days and sixteens on bad days. My friend Lorelei swears the companies are making the clothes smaller and smaller to make women feel guilty about having any sort of figure. But who knows?

“What?” "You don't need a complicated reason to like someone, Allen. For example, your chest. You have a nice one, especially since you often wear tight shirts. Just so you know, Haruki always notices the gap in your unbuttoned shirt. Maybe he wants to squeeze and enjoy your perky chest.” Allen glared. "Aslan!"

By the time they finally arrived at the Pinecone Campground, Amber’s pussy was absolutely soaking wet, drenching her sheer panties, while Tate had a huge, dark wet spot on the front of his shorts where his abundant pre-cum had soaked through. “There’s my darling grandson!” Tate’s Grandma Ruth exclaimed warmly as he stepped out of the vehicle, stretching his legs. The boy always felt like he was being completely swallowed up in soft, squishy tit-meat whenever his grandma hugged him. Of all the women in the family, her enormous breasts were by far the most tremendous—massive, heavy, and impossibly full. “Oh, you just get more and more handsome every single day!” Ruth beamed, holding him tightl

If was like a kids store, designed with many vibrant colors, purple, green all mixed together, the sofas in the room, fluffy like a hairy rabbit except pink in color. “Oh my baby, pumpkin pie, sweetie,” Zara ran quickly to the big man coming from the escalators, he had escalators in his house, he was so big, extremely big, gigantic big that his man breasts we’re plumper than mine, his stomach was so big, that one could think he was three years old pregnant. She went into his chest , which made his fat cheeks shake , immediately her lips landed on them. “ Ohh my little princess,” he quickly said, reacting like a little kid, held her tiny waist in his hands, my jaw was so gapped that it almost

I put my hand to my mouth to stifle a cry My dream man appears in each of the miniatures, with dozens of women; each one different from the other. There are brunettes, blondes, redheads, Latinas, Asians, chestnuts, slim, others not so much; And you don't have to click on each of those videos to know that they all have something in common: they fuck wildly and passionately with the man I know as Daniel Ansdell. “I'm sorry Harper, I really didn't want you to...” I hear Henry's voice from behind me. There is a lot of heartbreak in him.

His bulky hairy chest was on display through his shirt that was left open and unbuttoned. “I am a forty years old baby girl and do you have a problem with that?”. Marcus answered in a deep bleak voice that sounded pleasant to her ear. “Love what you see”. He said with a proud smirk as he had caught her brown eyes admiring his body.

I watched with heavy breathing as they all stripped down to their boxers, my eyes roaming about on their massive build and arms. Their chests were well sculpted, like that of a demigod, ripped and toned in all places. I felt my mouth watering, especially when they all dragged their briefs down, exposing their cocks. My lips parted slowly as I wet them with my saliva again, my nipples hardening as the cold breeze from outside blew against my chest. They were so fucking huge, veiny and hard. Jaxton, Magnus, and Nathaniel's own were curved, while Grim and Griffin's own were standing tall between their legs.

All right, he's angry now, I don't care. He glared at me. "I don't want to argue with the small chest." My eyes widened and I slapped him on the arm. "You're bad! Is that really what you always look at women?" I thought that Sophia's breasts were also a bit big so maybe Patry liked it. I looked at mine and it was average. What is the issue if the chest is big and small? "Of course, that's the first thing we see. Earlier I noticed right away that you don't have a bra. Crazy. Is that really how you deal with people? You haven't even prepared yourself." he nagged again.