When I was attending uni lectures before Covid; I had a new lecturer. I was happy to hear it was a woman because I like seeing more women professors. On the first day I was surprised to see her. She was so very petite and extremely curvy. At first, I was quite judgmental because she seemed quite plus size for her height. Something about the Kaftan style dress was not flattering at all for her figure. Somehow during one of the next lectures she mentioned she was late because she was dropping her young child off. After hearing this I thought if she has a very young child I should be less judgmental about the effects of pregnancy and stress on her body.
One day, my lecturer arrived to class wearing a very form fitting blouse and trousers. Initially, I thought it was quite inappropriate teaching a room full of men and women in this type of clothing. The neckline was a deep V shape exposing a lot of cleavage and it was very tight around her wide hips. Her face was very young, beautiful and youthful but her body definitely indicated she was a mother. For the ongoing weeks I did my best to look away from the display of cleavage in various tight dresses and blouses. Sitting in the front row made me feel uncomfortable with such a display of skin. Also, as a woman it was my duty to look away from this.
Eventually one day something changed. My lecturer arrived wearing a mid-length a dark purple dress wrap dress with a draped top. Immediately, my eyes were drawn to her bust. The type of bra she was wearing was different from the usual as well. This bra evidently lifted her heavy full breasts up nicely and shaped them together to create a very rounded and pleasing display of cleavage. The top of the dress was very clingy and draped across her breasts tightly and then tied at the waist. The way she was dressed made me blush. All throughout the lecture as she spoke and moved her hands to write on the whiteboard her breasts were mesmerising. I was doing my best to focus but everything she did accentuated those plump full breasts wrapped up tightly in the dark coloured wrap dress. Honestly, I feared that dress might not have been able to take the stress of clinging to her body for dear life. Even though it was tightly knotted I still thought maybe it would have some sort of malfunction.
I felt like there was something wrong with me. I had no one to tell. For 13 whole weeks, I had to watch the way her breasts bounced as she moved her arms to lecture. I would sit on the train and go online and look for images of nude women. I had never seen porn before and I just became curious to see the exposed body of another woman who looked nothing like me. Now I’m always thinking of swollen, full breasts. As I explored more and more I’ve found I love admire to nice plump breasts that are bigger than mine. I can’t stop thinking about being bred and getting so plushy. Who would have thought an innocent thing like me could have fallen for full, milky breasts?
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/n985mt/arab_nerd_f_getting_aroused_by_milf_lecturers
I am happy for your discovery. Stay the course :)
Now you know how most guys feel about big breast on women.
Thanks for your Ted Talk.
I’m glad u know what u want! But don’t waste all ur time on those breasts cz uni is imp haha. Good luck with ur college girl!
Wow that’s interesting, which country ?
Have you touched yourself thinking about her?
Don’t blame you big tits are irresistible these days