Jumping Boobs Novels & Stories

You can literally see the unevenness around the tender skin, the thin solid bumps of my areola, like pimples… You can see how my breasts dip, too big that they sag down a bit, forming the most delicious paw-paw you’ll ever taste. “Fun fact about my breasts? Guess.” I tease myself and laugh, eyes on the camera, smooth hands on my chest as I let it freely glide down the path, peeling off the fabric, stripping my breasts for the camera, down to my nipples, till both tits are bare. “How they bounce.” I jump up a bit, merry, loving how my breasts bounce recklessly and slap themselves, loosen and bounce up and down. My nightie settles around my waist, useless.

There was none. He smiled. “You are trapped now. Now,” his eyes raked my body lasciviously. I found myself cursing my small breasts. They were so small they were barely visible when I lay down. Siobhan on the other hand had huge boobs that remained visible even when she was sprawled on her back. Andre’s eyes stopped boldly on my heaving chest. “Don’t forget what I told you about a woman’s body," he warned. "What do you really think about me?” My damn nipples were striving hard to betray me. I’ve had guys kiss me before sometimes as a dare or because Siobhan wasn’t available and I was the next best option and I know how excited my nipples get because they are sensitive when they are around so

“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.

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.

It is incredible how firm they are. Tiff’s tits are soft and small with these gorgeous nipples that poke out perfectly for sucking. But this girl has about five times the breasts that Tiff has. Her nipples fit perfectly between my ring and middle finger. My hands stay on her breasts but fail to move. Just glued there. Smiling like a little vixen that is posted on my wall she seductively pushes her bikini bottoms to the ground. I think I just came a million times over my dick will not move. I’m trying to breathe...I remember being in a doctor's office and someone yelling at someone to breathe...the room is cloudy and there are people around all staring and smiling…

she casually replied. The smirk on my face only grew when she reached behind her, fiddling with the clasp of her bra and unhooked it. She let the bra slide down her arms and dangle off one finger, shaking her chest back and forth to make her admirable breasts bounce and sway. She grinned in amusement, watching me gaze in awe at her incredible, bouncing balls.

I moaned softly, clutching my hands on her fucking round big boobs which were three folds bigger than Jules’s own. Fuck! They were so fucking soft, decorated with a pink nipple cap. I continued, squeezing them, ready to forcefully bring out some milk out of them. Fine, she was still young and single with no kid but from the hard squeeze I was giving it. I won’t be surprised if some drops of milk starts dropping. Huhhhmmmmm....... She moaned louder, perfectly enjoying my touch. As a great man of humor, I continued , squeezing on it more harder. I was getting intoxicated by her boobs size. Outstretching my hands from the lower end of her pussy wasn’t really giving a smooth vibe.

she sways from side to side flaunting her assets. My mouth is wide open at the spectacular sight of her boobs pushed up in a cupless bra that is accentuating her boobs as if holding it from the bottom and side and squeezing it up, making it perkier and thrust out towards me. Her milky orbs sway and jiggle lightly sending me into a frenzy. “Rayaaaa” is all I manage to say as I inch closer towards her.

Intent on giving me a boob drop to remember, she got a big grin and jerked them over her head, letting her tits pop out and fall. She definitely knows where her strengths lie...her breasts are perfect...firm, full and breathtakingly perfect. Her nipples stand proud of the puffy areola, and I felt the warm, flesh filling my hand. I ran my fingers over the nipples, savoring the exquisite erections, before stretching my lips to get as much as I could. My former girlfriend, Julie, had puffy nips...my first experience with puffies. You see them on the internet, but when you encounter them, for real, they are fucking amazing!

"Spread a cotton ball over your nipples and tape it into place. If for some weird reason you don't have a cotton ball handy, cut a panty liner into small circles and place those directly over your tits." Before she can launch into asking more questions about who the guy I'm going out with is, I cut the call and set to work. The end result is not so bad. It's actually perfect, but then since I'm not wearing a bra and I'm a double size d, my boobs bounce with every small movement. "Down, girls, down." I say to them as I look at myself in the full length mirror. The doorbell rings and my heart skips as I walk to the door on jelly feet and yank it open. I'm confronted by a man I've never seen be