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Trouble with tits
We all love womens breast, as men such is only natural. Women
Are veeery well aware of this.
This can lead to a lot of teasing with her not putting out and you investing huge amounts of effort
There sat a young man in class, shy in nature. A mischievous damsel poked at his ribcage." I don't like people to touch me" he muttered as he continued his classwork.
The damsel rose from her chair and continued to poke the young man with increased speed. He couldn't fight off, he was laughing. She clearly could see he enjoyed this, so she brung him into her chest for a warm embrace.
The more he sat by her in class, the more she rubbed her breast into him. He knew this girl had orbiters and friend zoned guys, but he didn't want to be one of them.
One day he encounterd the damsel going down the stairs. She had a mechanaloy expression, and looked very depressed. He poked her and called out her name, but the damsel would not respond. He left wondering if she was sad because he missed an escalation window and felt he didn't like her.
In class the next week he noticed she was crying. He queried her but got no response. Later he found out she was crying over her boyfriend, they had a fight that morning.
He decided not to pursue her any further because suplucation can kill a seduction.
Many months passed in class with her and she would try to excite him in various ways, by pressing her tiny furnace of a body aginst his or putting her tits in his face. Eventually the semester ended, and his elective class was changed.
He did not contact her any further, for about a year, he had left the drama behind him.
A year later as he walks to greet his friend at the lunchtable , someone grabed his hand.
He felt a warm breast under his hand
He saw the damsel agin
And he said hello.
And he went about his business
Trouble with tits
We all love womens breast, as men such is only natural. Women
Are veeery well aware of this.
This can lead to a lot of teasing with her not putting out and you investing huge amounts of effort
There sat a young man in class, shy in nature. A mischievous damsel poked at his ribcage." I don't like people to touch me" he muttered as he continued his classwork.
The damsel rose from her chair and continued to poke the young man with increased speed. He couldn't fight off, he was laughing. She clearly could see he enjoyed this, so she brung him into her chest for a warm embrace.
The more he sat by her in class, the more she rubbed her breast into him. He knew this girl had orbiters and friend zoned guys, but he didn't want to be one of them.
One day he encounterd the damsel going down the stairs. She had a mechanaloy expression, and looked very depressed. He poked her and called out her name, but the damsel would not respond. He left wondering if she was sad because he missed an escalation window and felt he didn't like her.
In class the next week he noticed she was crying. He queried her but got no response. Later he found out she was crying over her boyfriend, they had a fight that morning.
He decided not to pursue her any further because suplucation can kill a seduction.
Many months passed in class with her and she would try to excite him in various ways, by pressing her tiny furnace of a body aginst his or putting her tits in his face. Eventually the semester ended, and his elective class was changed.
He did not contact her any further, for about a year, he had left the drama behind him.
A year later as he walks to greet his friend at the lunchtable , someone grabed his hand.
He felt a warm breast under his hand
He saw the damsel agin
And he said hello.
And he went about his business
