mgdartist
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Joined: 5/13/2006 From: irving tx Status: offline
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Being an artist, I am incredibly visual, so certain things done to breasts, like tying them off till purple, or lashing them till striped and damaged, or even clothespins hanging off em, crusty candlewax marring them or nails and pins poked in them destroy the visual symmetry and are a major turnoff. Really never met a breast I didn't like, and although most of my ex's save one were rather small. the one who wasn't had big natural beautiful breasts that were splendid, and what always bothered me was that she didn't like her "puppies" and how most men fixated on them and not her mind or face. I always saw it as tragic..they were fucking beautiful, but not at all why I loved her. She finally suspected, quite erroneously, I was like all the rest, which upset me profoundly This precipitated the events which led to our breakup. We remain great friends, and she now knows she made a mistake, and I learned it's as much the women's over-sensitivity about breasts as men's over-enthusiasm about them that can be just as big a problem. Perhaps even why this thread was born? The nipples are a much more important aspect to me than size, prefering them sensitive, easily hardened above all, and the smaller and pinker the better. I do think vanilla men are much more obsessed by boobs and size than us deviants, and finally gave up on titty bars, after nightly attendance for 3 weeks, not because I didnt enjoy the view, but because of the embarrassing drooling, pawing, utterly regressed, fucktards most men turn into when confronted with naked twin sweat glands. Indeed embarrassed and alienated by my own gender...they repulsed me. While I feel size matters little, I do like a woman with a figure, to the point her wearing padding or stuffing out in public wouldnt bother me in the slightest if it enhanced her figure, or made her less self-conscious, just like the addition of spikes etc enhance her legs and ass. I'd never push for augmentation, and have refused to pay for it more than once, and have become very annoyed at hearing an ex or 2 complain of her size and hint that she wanted bigger, as though i'd be the major benificiary, so should therefore subsidize its becoming reality. Obviously, my reassurances that I was perfectly content with her current measurements were met with contrived disbelief and scoffing, not being the wanted response. Nothing I dislike more than a bad, lumpy obvious boobjob. but if she's had a quality, unobtrusive and unscarred augmentation, fine, and in my mind they are now "her". That said, and bottom line, a woman has what she has, and critiqueing or wishing she were more or different behind the bra seems downright ignorant, shallow and inconsiderate. I also reserve acidic disgust for married or very much taken men who continually stare and comment at other womens boobs who have bigger better racks than the "old lady" back at home. After such exhibits of neanderthal classiness, I've more than once been guilty of lying to provoke by saying: "Well, now I don't feel so bad about fucking your "old lady"now dickhead." One "so called" gent/ex-friend took large exception to the comment, and we had to re-evaluate the nature of our association after a quick visit to fist city, during which I informed him I'd merely prevaricated out of contempt for his personality. But even so, he went home and took his wife to task for cheating on him. Unable to punk me out, I suppose he then felt any random spousal unit would suffice. But during my later profuse apology to her in person, was informed he'd (thankfully) stopped short of actually hitting her. Me and my bright ideas.
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