Tatsumaki Boobs Novels & Stories

Hitomi was a sweet, naive girl with a body that drove men wild. At just 22, she had a figure that would make even the most experienced seductress envious – an hourglass shape with an impossibly tiny waist and a pair of breasts that strained against every top she wore. Unfortunately for Hitomi, finding bras that could contain her ample bosom was a constant struggle, leaving her always worried that her nipples might pop out at any moment.

Tucker’s P.O.V Amber was 21-years-old when we met. She was a petite and beautiful Native American with light brown skin. Her 5’5”, 110 pound, body was crowned with a silky dark brown mane of straight hair that reached halfway down her slender back. Her dark brown eyes were captivating, as were her breasts. Her tits were small but very firm. They needed no support from a bra. Therefore, Amber seldom wore one. Without a bra, her soft nipples made a definite impression on her blouse, and me.

"They are so f*cking big!" "You love them! Tell me you love them!" Lisa groaned out, her butt slamming back against me as I f*cked her, my hands still digging into her big, smooth boobs. The infinite softness of her massive rack was an addiction. I could spend the rest of my life squeezing those big boobs and it wouldn't be enough. "I love them..." I relented. "I love these huge f*cking bre*sts! They are...yes... they' are f*cking incredible. The best f*cking bre*sts I have ever seen."

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…”

she asked as she massaged her boobs with her hands and cupped them. “They are wonderful Mrs. Vives,” he replied. “Santos, call me Gaby, would you like to see them?” she asked. He was speechless and just nodded his head. She lifted her top and exposed her boobs. They were sagging a bit but were really huge and heavy. His dick was now getting fully hard. “I had a breast enhancement a few months ago, I think the doctors did a wonderful job, right?” she asked. “Yeah, fantastic,” he managed to reply.

He loved spoiling me, so I let him within limits. My eyes were wide with excitement when we got to the other boutique. We all started out with being sized. Mine had gone up half a cup size, so I got new bras for now and for when my breasts grew more. I looked in the mirror and imagined what Kade would think if he saw this. It was a maroon babydoll that was made of see-through lace. There was a black bow between my breasts and then it opened entirely, showing my bump. Kade and Tyre both thought the bump was sexy as hell, and that was their honest opinion.

I held his gaze, smiling flirtatiously and twinkling my lashes. With my eyes still locked with his, I seductively pulled the extreme crop top over my head and threw it at him. I removed my camisole crop top and dropped my hands hard, so my breasts would bounce. I've got big titties as I'm told. My boobs almost spilled out of the black bra with pink lace.

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!

“It’s the least he can do because you took care of him.” “I want an autograph on my boobs. Both.” No, she doesn’t. “Nah. Just my left tit,” she says, cupping her breasts like I can’t see them. Jealousy rears its ugly head and my mind fills with the reason both of them are perfect for each other. She’s younger than Calum, single and working. “Then I’ll tattoo it.” Pumping her fist in the air, she says, “Sweet.” My smile is faker than ever but she doesn’t notice. “Yay. Sweet. I’m sure Calum would like to grab your boobs and give them an autograph,” I say with so much sarcasm dripping from every word.

She leaned back. “Oh, do you want more” she said, pushing me back onto the couch. She straddled me, opening her robe to expose her amazing tits. They were perky and round. She had had a boob job. Her pink nipples were in attention and in my face. Without thinking I leaned and grabbed her nipple in my mouth. I sucked on it a little, then flicked it with my tongue. She moaned and grabbed a handful on my long hair.