The Little Big Book Of Breasts Novels & Stories

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!

God, if there were an award for being a fool, I’d win first place. “No, you can’t,” he murmured. His eyes lingered too long, roaming over me. “Your body’s changing,” he said softly. “Your boobs… they’re getting bigger.” My stomach clenched. That was exactly what I’d read—that breasts grew first, not the stomach. The body prepared early, ready to hold milk. So that I can feed baby nutrition once it is delivered. “Shut up with your nonsense,” I snapped and adjusted the bikini. I stepped away as I tried to drag his attention somewhere else.

Jennifer beamed at the older woman's words of encouragement and approval. The older woman then tilted her head, as if in deep consideration, before she reached to her side and unclasped her corset, letting it fall away. The young girl gasped softly, as her surrogate mother now stood before her with her large breasts exposed. Linda smirked, as she said, "Now, it's time you learned about the next technique you need to learn is the proper stimulation of a woman's breasts. Here, touch mommy's big tits."

She missed. "Now stand up, please. Lift the cami up and off." The bra underneath was lace. It wasn't new but it was almost new. Her breasts were small, never-in-the-way breasts. She hesitated. "What do you want me to see next?" "I'm afraid." "What I hope and pray is that when your bra comes off there are really small breasts hiding in there. I don't want you to have pendulous heavy breasts. I want to be able to get all or almost all of your breast in my mouth. I hope you want them kissed, held and sucked on a lot."

I would never get tired of seeing this magnificent body of hers. Fuck! Arthur! I swallowed hard and grabbed her panty, "I don't want that on you... take it off!" I ordered pointing at her bra while I pulled the panty off her soft and creamy legs. She pulled up on her elbows and unhooked her bra, her milky breasts spilled out of her bra as she unhooked it. Her breasts were not silicone monsters like other women I fucked, they were small, perfectly shaped, they were very attractive, in balance to her small frame with nipples that were contained and well defined, not spreading and stretched.

One after another. She was now half naked. Wearing just a black net pant which showed the shape of her clitoris and with a blue push-up bra that also showed her attractive boobs. Though they weren't as big as Annabel's, Crystabel or Rose's breasts. Hers was small but not too small. The size was just okay. Mr. Evidence, unto seeing those delicious meals in front of him, he widened his eyes as he looked at her and concentrated his gaze at her breasts and her visible pussy.

This got me harder. I loved when ladies bit their lips. This was a big turn on for me. With momentum, I unhooked her bra and flung it away. I now had her boobs out for my full view. Beatrice's boobs were not big at all. She had a big ass but of course, her boobs were of the mini size. They weren't like tiny dots as I could still hold them but still, I loved women with endowed chest. It turned me on even more than a big ass would.

She quickly shimmied it off her hips, letting it hit the floor. I looked at Harper’s petite, naked body in front of me. Her breasts looked huge on her tiny frame, but they were certainly the same size as her sister's were. They were probably a 32D, though, instead of a 36D like Lily’s . She obviously enjoyed being looked at this way, biting her lip like she was. I did a quick circle in the air with my finger, and she did a sexy little turn. Her ass looked fantastic while she stood up, taut and lean, with a giant red hand print on the left cheek.

She sat on the couch. Her breasts moved with her, their gentle bounce drawing his attention. If she was wearing a bra it was a flimsy lingerie piece, meant to showcase a woman’s breasts rather than conceal anything. I could see the perky outline of her nipples through the thin cotton. Would they be pale and pink like the rest of her? I gritted my teeth. She had to be doing this on purpose. No one could look that provocative by accident.

It takes thirty minutes to find what to wear, and when I do, I don’t know what to do with my face. Should I apply foundation first? Or mascara? I am so lost, I give up in the end. With just lip gloss on my lips, and my hair packed in a bun, I make my way out of the house and head for the restaurant where the reunion is being held. Upon arrival, I am met with ladies in luxury wear, their perfume overpowering the room. They are all busy talking to each other when I walk fully in, and all eyes fall on me. “Aha, you must be Lennox Damien. The nerd!” One of the ladies’ eyes sparks with interest as she claps her hands.