Here’s the deal:

I LOVE breast play. It is like an addiction, really. With a wonderful drug. I wish there was a breast-anon group. I would be there. I'm a card-carrying breast-a-holic.

Over the years, I have met with a number of women for delicious breast-only play. I won't say how many (a lot!). I always committed to respecting the breast play-only boundary unless she wanted to do more which I was open to (like pussy pleasure, mutual, etc.).

Overwhelmingly generous 42H jugs with a Georgia accent, and delightfully tiny, flat A cups, and so many in between. I've enjoyed a wonderfully diverse world of breasts.

Ample brown breasts, porcelain freckled breasts draped by long ginger locks, Indian breasts (Indian from India, no Native American--yet!), small pointy Chinese breasts, full Hispanic breasts and very dark West African breasts. Mmmmm.... So many kinds.

There was a tall, lanky 20-something Harvard Law student from Arizona. There was also a 40-something MILF (Mother I'd Like to FONDLE) from the NYC burbs.

Some were single, others were married. Some were straight but others were lesbian (wanting to play with a guy). Dyke and femme even.

Tiny pink nipples, big brown jujube nipples, puffy ones, mike-and-ike nipples, pierced ones, hairy ones, and even a pair of shy, elusive inverted ones too. Small rosy areolas and even perfectly-defined, brown pie-plates that covered a large portion of smallish breasts. I absolutely LOVE the variety of breasts in our world.

Ah, So many tastes... I'm reminded of one woman with an olive-oil body butter. Oh my god, she tasted good. A feast.

I've now enjoyed playing at my home, in the car (one was a rental, LOL), at her home, and at my office!! In the burbs, an office park, and even in the Boston Common garage (ok, it was in her minivan, and it was her first time with a guy)!

Do you get the sense that I love breast play? And that I have a healthy sense of humor?

I love meeting like-minded, open-minded women to play with. Plain and simple. Sometimes we met after 1-2 messages . Sometimes we traded a hundred IMs or texts. There were some whom I never met, who just wanted to tell me that my post got them dripping wet. They were too kind to indulge me with a flash of their gorgeous girls. [happy sigh]

Tall, short, petite, slender, hippy, BBW--all with beautiful boobs shared and yielded to me.

They say, "Here, they are yours. I yield them and reveal them to you." What do I get in return? I enjoy you as you enjoy me. Maybe you will spasm in an unhurried full-body climax just from suckling and licking and pinching and tugging your tits. Oh, I love to see that. And then I can gently blow on your breasts as you rest.

We might only meet for 20 minutes during your work break and you get "just enough". A welcome groping session that sends you back to work with a devilish grin. Or, we meet at my hotel for hours and hours of unhurried suckling. We may meet once or many times with a standing day/time. So many choices.

Put it this way, were I to die today, it'll be with a smile of gratitude, for the curious and receptive women who decided to click for a secret slice of hedonism. To You: I'd love to play with you.

Who is this joker? I'm 43, white with a Mediterranean complexion. Multi-lingual, College educated with an established career. Friendly, good sense of humor (pardon the bad puns), calming presence, respectful. Apparently, I'm "sweet" according to a post-climactic girl from last week. Message me today.

What are you waiting for....? Send a note even if it's to confirm that yes, I successfully gave you a twinge or flash of wetness below.