The Orbs [straight] [fantasy] [essay] [MF]

I know it’s terrible to reduce another human being down to a set of body parts, let alone a particular body part. You hear and read phrases such as “she was all legs” or “he was hung like a horse”. There’s obviously more to people than the body parts they possess.

This isn’t a story; it’s more a conscious “stream of consciousness” about a certain woman who I find rather attractive, and more accurately, her second most attractive physical feature, next to her face: her breasts.

Believe me when I say she’s the total package … er, maybe somewhat lacking in the ass department, but many beautiful women have asses like hers so I shouldn’t complain.

Back to her breasts, they are simply gorgeous. They aren’t melons like Ava Addams’s but they’re sizable. My mouth would have to be twice as big as it is to fit one of those plump squishables completely inside, and oh, do I fantasize about doing that someday (most likely never, but one can dream).

I would love to wake up one morning to see those mammary marvels hovering over my face, and to see them descend and flatten out like thick pancake batter on said surface. She would slowly move them across my facial terrain in every direction, teasing me until I had had enough. I would open my maw to catch the choice fruit to suckle on.

She’s a true MILF. I know she’s a lot of fun. I know she’s not attracted to me, which I’m kind of grateful for (because she would then have to leave her hubby for me – oh no). She loves her children.

And I love her two orbs. My sympathies to any of the men reading this who have a woman with neither succulent breasts nor a succulent ass. Your woman can have either one or both, but to have neither is, like that Bee Gees song, tragedy! Maybe she’s a great cuddler/kisser/fucker to make up for the lack of soft bumpers and rear cushions. Maybe she has other redeeming qualities. To each his own.

And mine is tits. She’s got ’em, I want ’em. Suck, suck, suck the night away then fuck while I suck those juicy coconuts.

Cumming on her tits would be way too deviant for her (or maybe not, but don’t want to risk it, even at this theoretical stage) but I think she would let me get away with a marker. You know those pornos where the women get written on with words like “slut” and “insert cock in here” with an arrow pointing to the pussy. I would write my name on her beautiful breasts. I would take photos of her breasts, with and without my name written on them.

Finally I would rub oil on those milk jugs. Would love to see them glisten under natural or artificial light. Self designated breast massage therapist right here. I would work those boobs over good with talented and eager hands and suck each nipple while looking straight at her. I’d trace a finger around each areola and closely inspect her nipples, soothingly rubbing each one between an index finger and thumb before licking them, eventually going into full-on sucking and squeezing of her bosom.

And that’s as far as my mind (and writing stamina) will take me for now. Thanks for tagging along with me on my journey over a delightful lady’s breasts.

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/bzd2jl/the_orbs_straight_fantasy_essay_mf

1 comment

  1. Very lovingly and longingly written.

    Not every piece of erotica has to be a story. ;)

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