Bisexual people with nice boobs

I am not sure I am at the right place here, because I am clearly not gay, and not bisexual. I just fantasize about having my breasts worshipped, admired, caressed. And I secretely want them to be bigger. :giggle:
Sounds right place to me.
 
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Surprising sensitivity
We are friends for several years now. You are gay (however currently without partner) and I am happily married. We made it a habit once a month, when my wife would go out for card game evenig, to meet, have some wine and chat. As we do it today.
With the wine having made both of us relaxed, I ask you 'Erhhh, may I ask you something? It's a bit of private thing, so I hope you don't mind.'
You smile and say 'shoot away'
I stammer a bit 'you know, I noticed for a while already that, well, your chest is not exactly flat.'
'Yeah, that's true'
'And, well, it's difficult to say and I hope you don't mind...I have asked myself, whether this, I mean having, well, you know what I mean, whether this is an issue between men?'
You giggle 'You mean, whether we mutually caress our breasts?'
'Errrh, yes, and whether it's erotically arousing?'
'Oh, I guess, not for all, but clearly for me' now you blush a bit.
'But why do you ask?'
'Well, since you already admitted it, I can say, it's true for me too.'
'You mean, your breasts and nips are sensitive?'
'Oh my yes, more than that, they are hypersensitive.'
'But that's wonderful, isn't it? And looking closer, you're not exactly flatchested too.'
Now it's my turn to blush. 'Yeah'
All of a sudden I realise that my shirt isn't completely buttoned up, or better to say, quite some buttons undone, so my small breasts are visible to an extent.
You come a bit closer. 'You know that never ever I'd make a move towards you. I know you're straight. But perhaps you'd let me, just briefly, touch your breasts, just once?'
I am kind of shocked. This conversation is running out of control.
But I started the issue.
'I am not sure we should do that' I stammer.
'But it's just fun, nobody gets hurt.'
I nod, speachless now.
Apparently you take this as an approval, since your left hand reaches towards my shirt, unbuttons it somewhat more, and then reaches into it and gently cups my right breast.
Just cupping so far, not more, but I gasp and can't keep my breast from twiching once.
'Oh' you smile 'they like it' and having said that your thumb starts to caress my nip.
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A soft moan escapes my lips 'you shouldn't do that' but I betray, what I said by not pushing your hand away.
'They are smooth...I guess you cream them quite often.' you murmur.
Now you start gently massaging my breast, squeezing it. I squirm under your touch.
You turn more towards me and start unbuttoning your own shirt. 'Come on, try my ones too.' I am beyond hesitation now, turn around too and let my right hand slip into your shirt,
finding your left breast, cupping it.
Our position is making both of your breasts slightly fuller. I whisper 'Yours are bigger than my ones.'
Since I stroke my breasts and nips so often, I am kind of an expert in this. I massage your breast and let my palm caress your nip. Your breathing becomes heavier.
And your stroking becomes more intense. We're both in a dreamlike state.
'You know what? For obvious reasons I have never touched a womans breast, but your ones feel like a womans.'
You can't know it, but a remark like that touches something deep down in me and intensifies the pleasure immensely.
You add 'and of course...well...I have never kissed one, let alone...'
'What do you mean?' I moan, well knowing, what you mean.
'I am fully aware that what we're doing is a lot more difficult for you than for me...So perhaps you should just relax and give me the unique opportunity to enjoy a woman breasts...please...'
My resistance is crumbling...Why not?
You are sensing that and put a pillow on my lap, then place your head upon it.
I unbutton my shirt completely and wiggle out of it. Now I bend forward so my breasts are swaying above your face.
'What a view' you murmur, then start slowly licking my right nip. You manage to push your left hand under my breast, making it seductively full. I am completely under your spell now.
When you close your lips around my nipple, I start to moan and feel my cock getting hard. I hope you don't notice it through the thin pillow.
Your other hand now is kneading my left breast, while you suckle the right one. I am afraid this will lead to something extremely embarrassing.
So I gasp 'hold it for a moment....'
But not only you don't, but you intensify your suckling.
'Oh god, I can't...'
But you ignore my desparation, and I guess you know pretty well, what my problem is.
When I start stirring under the pillow, you fall into a fast suckling rythm accompanied by a milking massage of my other breast.
'It's too much, I am sorry...oh god...' I moan and come in my jeans.
 
My boobs craving attention 💋

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Would love to give your boobs the attention they deserve. I’d start by sucking on those amazingly hot nipples and then pull on them with my teeth. I’d then suck as much of each boob as possible into my mouth. But I can also feel the heat radiating out of your bikini bottoms. I want to slide my hand into them and down into your soaking wet pussy. I’d rub your little nubbin until you beg me to stop.
 
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