Breasts...breasts...breast

Breasts…breasts…breasts

There has got to be a reason that men and women love these two mounds of flesh upon a woman’s chest.  The most common misconception is from being breast fed as an infant. I think not, because not all babies were allowed to partake of the nectar provided by nature. It has also been said that it is envy, wanting what you can’t have without buying them.  Nope, I don’t think that is true either.

Let take a look back to the past and see what we can about breasts.  In the days of great artists, women were drawn nude and with small but perky breast.  Some of the artists wanted to make sure that their vision of women would be in keeping with the norm of the day.  Artist however always added a health posterior to their models. (Junk in the trunk)

Moving ahead to the early 20th century, women were still viewed by men to have thick asses, although they were just leaving the busell behind (pun intended). Then about the roaring twenties the dress of women changed and they were allowed to show more then an ankle. That is when legs became all the rage. Along with legs came the flappers, with little or no restraint on their breast other than a slip (sometimes). Women became freer and more brazen. Moving pictures were now popular and the depiction of sex was something that was considered again, the norm.
     
Then in the late thirties early forties...tada! Big beautiful Breasts became the model that was put on the screen for all to see.

The likes of Roseland Russell, Jane Mansfield, Ms Marylyn the full figure, fully rounded fine, up lift, cleavage, pillowy soft mounds of tempting flesh, just beckoning you to put your hand on them, or just smother your face into the bosoms of total ecstasy (oops back to the question at hand.).  Could it be the way that they move when they are covered and only the tops are prominently protruding above what ever restraints are holding them?  For the women with out the extra enhancements and more then a small hand full, they remind me of water balloons, or Jell-O. There is just no clear cut explanation for what it does to your imagination. Is it the cleavage or what appears to be soft flesh that attracts the eye?  Women have learned to attract your attention to their cleavage by wearing a necklace the points to the valley of heavenly pleasure. Or by wearing blouses that are revealing or so tight that you could see the pours on their chest. Either way, wear what you want to wear as long as you leave something to the imagination.

Okay let us get real. The breasts have one purpose. From previous experience I have enjoyed that purpose eminence. They grow up to 3 time their normal size; they become thicker, heavier and rounder. They make implants seem like sandbag. But alas it is only temporary. They had to revert to what they once were or worse, baggy but more sensitive, than yet not as attractive as before. That is why a lot of women with that extra money and low self-esteem have implants. Make her self more attractive for a man or to boost their image of themselves.

I remember when I was younger, a woman wore vee neck sweater all the time and I fell in pure lust for her cleavage. When I held a conversation with her I was talking to her cleavage, hoping that she would bend over for any reason just to look down her sweater. I know that I am not alone in this because there are website devoted to just that. Therefore I am in good company.

Shape and areola are key to what attracts you before the clothes comes off, her cleavage it the trigger then the skin. Nothing spoils great breasts in my opinion then the so called art of tattooing something silly like a flower, paw prints or the most asinine move yet the name of you current love. Lawd help you if you break up, then you would have to find someone with the same name or spend the mega bucks to have it removed.

Back to shape, we are only talking about natural breast, not the pumped up implants. Not that I don’t like implants but no matter what the possessors of implants say they just don’t move or feel the same. Depending on the way they were implanted the breast may be scared around the areola or underneath the breast. There are some that have their implants placed on top of the existing tissue, which show a layered look when the breasts are hanging as when on your hands and knees. This is not appealing, but is more appealing then the implants under the existing tissue. That is when in the same position as stated before looks like a … oh envision a snowman with only two ball, the big one (implant) and the head ball (the original). The top is gelatin like while the bottom is firm.

You know it is hard to play with nipple that will get hard and does not rise up enough to tweak or nibble; you know what I’m talking about. These nipples are normally found on large breasted women. Few if any women with smaller then 36’s (not based on any evidence just personal experience). Then there are the nipples that stick out no matter what, these are the kind that I enjoy spotting on TV, like Jennifer Aniston on Friends or two of the witches on Charmed, not Pipper, she is a prude. Breast and nipples are the reason Charmed has been on for 8 seasons with a fan base of male 18-39.

Then you have the movement of the breasts… slow motion of a running woman, aw hell, even walking like a lady, the sway from left to right and the up and down motion has an hypnotic affect and control over average red blooded male and the discerning female. Just imagine if she were topless. I know that it’s not healthy for a woman to have her breast bouncing around without a bra on but braless gets my vote.

Some natural breasts are larger than most peoples head. Now they are just as fine as the ones that are "A "cup. Because men have no control over the size of a woman’s breast with exception of the deep pocket man that want to build a woman, men are never satisfied with what they can get or already have.

Breasts are like therapy. Like the stress balls people use to calm their nerves. Don’t take it the wrong way, but there is no better feeling than the hardness of a nipple in the palm of ones hand, surrounded by the pliable smoothness of the breast beneath.

That old idea that the love of breast comes for suckling your mother tit may have merit but what of those that never had their mother’s tit?
Breasts are a phenomenon with not explanation and there never will be, but as for me from itsy bitty tits to Al Bunde’s Big gunns, as long as the come on a real woman be them real or manufactured, I will love them all just the same.

You know the way to shut a man up don’t you?

               Stick something in his mouth.      

                    If you have to could you spare just one?