At Home With Our Own Bodies
Being free of any judgments from others, and in a safe, explorational environment, the women I've spoken with are very honest about parts of their body they get judged on all the time, and how they'd love to have them worshipped, played with, expanded or decreased (sometimes to extremes). The brunette with healthy 34 B's that want to see their cups runneth over as they watch -- B to DDD in an instant...those with already-large breasts that want to play that they are a Vegas stripper forced to have saline implants at regular intervals, ballooning their breasts to bra-breaking levels...you get the idea.
Many women I spoke with have two very different ideals as to how their bellies are perceived. There is the public belly, always trying to diet, always trying to lose that extra inch...then there is the playful, erotic side that loves the softness, the roundness, the look of a rounded belly -- the way it looks in jeans, belly shirts, sweats. They never admit it to others, not even close girlfriends, but they loved telling me all about it. Their stories were surprising, fun, playful, erotic...and true. And I bring a selection of them to you here. In modern-day America where the food police are around every corner to berate you over what, when, and how much you eat, and what your body *must* look like, it ended up creating an awful lot of closeted belly and breast obsessed women. Letting them run free with their stories and fantasies was an education for me as well. I know I am a better lover because of them.