Shall we discuss Giant Tits?

May 02, 2010 • Diary, Raymond •

Shall we discuss Giant Tits? Yes, Let’s.

We know the truth: it’s biological. Yet we leer and lean and stare. What are we staring at? Is it food? Is it fat? No, it’s biology.

It’s biology and biology is something you can’t control.

We can’t help it. We stare. We lean. We leer. We just… have to. Can’t help it.

It starts with the look. What we want is to touch, but we start with the look. Why do we want to touch them so so so much? Biology. Can’t help it.

So we look. If we’re smart we’re not caught looking by the one we’re with.

But let’s say we’re with no one.

Now we want to get caught just a little. We look. When they’re not looking at us, we gaze. If we’re smart, right when they start to feel that gaze, we look away. And now they’re looking at us.

They know that we looked, they always know that we looked. They get tired sometimes from all the looks. But we can’t help it. Which is why it’s best not to get caught looking.

But they know. Biology tells them so. The Giant Tits were being stared at once again, coveted once again.

We don’t think about it: the back pain, the weight carried around that makes it impossible to catch a basketball, the lines that carve into their skin from the bra lines.

We don’t think about the harassment, the intimidation, the fear of the young girl who grew before her time.

We don’t think about these things. It’s biology. All we think about are the Giant Tits.

So we stare. We lean. We leer.

And we hope to hold them in our hands… we hope to see them let loose so that they sway in front of our eyes… we hope to fuck them. It’s biology.

Can’t help it.

Raymond Burns is an esoteric indie film professional living in Los Angeles. Raymond is a social animal who loves every inch of the female form. He comprehensively appreciates the quiet aftermath of a woman’s orgasm. He hangs a bit to the left.

  • http://www.dreamnet.com/ Rob

    I believe you are so right about this on two accounts.
    (1) I know I have tried “not to look” on purpose to see if I could not look. And even when I consciously try not looking I may not tilt my head down but my eyes still look down to see it’s almost biological. It’s a magnificent thing if you are male. The curves, the cleavage, the wonderment and the sexuality of large natural breasts.
    (2) Regarding the size and weight on the female body. I have a sister in law that is not part of the adult industry with giant natural breasts. and believe me if she had the money she’d get them reduced. She lives with back pain all the time. Not to mention she is a jock and playing basketball and running for her is some thing of gymnastic feat. As much as I love large breasts it easy to sympathize with her.

    So as male I admire, I stare, I enjoy and fantasize about playing with big natural breasts when I see them. But I guess as men we must always remember that on the other side of those natural wonders is a woman that dealing with the downsides of such naturally large breasts.

    Ta Ta for now!
    Rob