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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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So I've been lucky enough, to start chatting to someone on here who is, very nice .
I'm returning to this after a long time away, so her advice and humour, are greatly appreciated.
Anyway , she kindly accepted my friend request, and the photo of her chest , in a white shirt with nipple bars showing , hit me like a brick and unknowingly started this train of thought.
Looking at her chest, anticipating how long until the buttons can't take it any more , and fly off , to break a glass , or live for evermore under the fridge.
I started to remember , what it was like , back when .
Most of my adolescents, was spent in obsession , like lots of us.
Ok ,yes its fun to, titty fuck them, and leave a mess on them, and some girls explode if you slap them around . if fact I still have a bit of an obsession with them.
Question: is it wrong of me to want that feeling back?
The excitement, as nervous fingers, trace the outline of your nipple, and that first squeeze , that for some reason feels like ownership.
To take a trip to the cinema, and gently play with them , till the lights come on. like being young all over again.
Or do women move on, from this childish behaviour?
And into preferring rougher treatment.
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