Show Me Your Tits
What do you think will happen when a man asks women to show him their tits? Let's find out, shall we?
Just by him merely asking them, something that I never expected would happen, women gladly show me their naked breasts. I couldn't believe it. I wished I had thought of asking women to show me their naked breasts years ago. Seemingly eager to show me their tits, it's as if women couldn't wait to show me their naked breasts. One would never expect a woman to show a man had never met and didn't know her tits but she did.
'Go figure. What are the odds of that?' I thought while staring at their naked breasts.
As if an experiment in exhibitionism and voyeurism, whenever I was presented with the opportunity, usually women I didn't know and/or had just met, especially if they were busty, I asked women to show me their tits. An odd request and something that most men would never think or dare to ask, yet, surprisingly, unbelievably, and unexpectedly, just by merely asking them to show me their tits, women showed me their tits. Not having to ask them twice, not having to beg them, bribe them, and/or not having to force them to show him their tits, they gladly showed him their naked breasts.
"Pardon me. Show me your tits, please," I simply said while staring at women's blouse and bra clad breasts with enthusiastic, sexual anticipation.
As if undressing busty women with my eyes, while imagining what they looked like topless, I stared at the impressions that their breasts made in their clothes.
"Sure. Okay. I can do that," they said surprising me while unbelievably lifting their tops and lifting their bras to show me their naked tits.
'I don't believe this,' I thought. 'Just by asking them to see their tits, they're showing me their tits. This is unbelievable.'
Learning from first-hand experience, if they immediately lowered their tops and bras after showing me their tits, satisfied with just flashing me their naked breasts, they didn't want me to touch and feel their naked breasts. Yet, if they continued holding up their tops and bras in place, that was a sure sign that they not only expected me but also wanted me to touch their tits, feel their tits, and fondle their tits while sucking their erect nipples. Unbelievably, most women, after showing me their naked breasts, wanted me to have my wicked, sexual way with their naked breasts.
'I don't believe this,' I thought. 'Who knew that seeing women's breasts was this easy? All that I needed to do is to ask women to show me their tits and they did.'
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Author's Note:
Robert asked me to write this true story. His inspiration for the story, he received the idea for the story three decades ago, after attending the 1991 Indy 500 races, the largest car race in the world, won by Rick Mears. With crowds of more than 300 thousand fans and with nearly half of the spectators' women, the Indy 500 is the place to go to see tits, lots of naked tits. Judging them by how quickly they lifted their tops and bras, seemingly, women couldn't wait to flash men their naked breasts at that racing venue.
A memory, I'd never forget, one that was sexually exciting to watch, albeit, even though it distracted my concentration from the race, women constantly and continually flashed their naked breasts. Sometimes without even having to ask them, just by holding up a sign, women in front of me, behind me, beside me, and all around me, flashed me their naked breasts. I had never seen anything like it. Using the race and the crowd of men as their opportunity, women couldn't wait to show men their naked tits. I still masturbate to the dozens of pictures that I took of women flashing their tits.
With so very many men holding up signs asking women to show them their tits, I was surprised by how many women willingly and consensually responded by showing the crowd of spectators their naked breasts. As if they were hypnotized to flash their naked breasts, many women obeyed the sign to flash their naked tits as if it was a sign from God to flash men their tits. Seemingly, unembarrassed, unashamed, and not shy about flashing their naked breasts, as if they couldn't wait to show their naked tits, they flashed everyone around them their naked tits.
"SHOW ME YOUR TITS," read the signs! "SHOW ME YOUR TITS," read signs throughout the stands. "SHOW ME YOUR TITS," read the signs as if ordering the women to show men their naked tits.
Girlfriends, wives, mothers, sisters, aunts, cousins, grandmothers, mothers-in-law, and sisters-in-law all showed their naked breasts. Not shy about showing their naked breasts, women showed men their tits. Not shy about exposing themselves, unembarrassed and unashamed, they lifted their tops and lifted their bras to show their naked breasts to the cheers of horny men.
Obediently obeying the signs, women stood, lifted their tops. and lifted their bras. Then, while still holding their tops and bras up in place, they turned all the way around before turning to one side and then turning to the other to show the horny crowd of men their naked breasts. Not a quick flash, they continued holding their tops and bras up in place to make sure that everyone who wanted to see their naked tits saw their naked tits.
"SHOW ME YOUR TITS!"
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Show Me Your Tits
If a man asked women to show him their tits, especially in this era and atmosphere of the #MeToo Movement, what do you think would happen? Would he be reported to the police? Would he be arrested? Would he be put in jail and have to appear before a judge? Would he be given a prison sentence or would he have to pay a hefty fine for asking women to expose their naked breasts? None of the above.
Instead, of making a big fuss about it, unless the man was really insistent and creepy, women flashed him their naked breasts without complaint. Women are no fools. When most women have flashed their naked breasts, one time or another to one man or another, flashing their naked breasts was no, big deal. Flashing their naked breasts was just another sexy game that women enjoyed playing to not only sexually attract men but also to sexually entice and seduce men. I dare write that woman enjoyed flashing their naked breasts as much as men love seeing women's naked breasts.
"Show me your tits," I said to a busty woman waiting for a bus who I had happened to see at the bus stop.
'How dare I have the audacity to ask her to show me her tits? I didn't know the woman. I didn't even know her name,' I thought. 'Only, when I saw the impressions that her breasts made in her clothes, I couldn't help but ask. Judging by how her big breasts protruded from her tight top, she had such big, beautiful breasts.'
Unbelievably, having just seen the woman standing at the bus stop while waiting for a bus, because she appeared to have big breasts, I asked her to see her tits. Seemingly surprised that I had asked her to show me her tits, Joan gave Robert a sexy smile and a naughty look. By her sexy smile and naughty look, if I was a betting man, I'd bet that she was about to show me her naked breasts. Then, when she suddenly looked at me with sexual arousal and romantic interest instead of looking at me with embarrassment, shame, or anger, I knew she was going to show me her tits.
If I was a betting man and, indeed, I was, she seemed eager to flash me her naked breasts. Seemingly she wanted me to see her naked breasts as much as I wanted to see her naked breasts. Clearly, she was no different from all the other women who willingly and consensually flashed me her naked tits by just me asking them to show me their naked breasts.
"Please sir, may I have some more?"
As if I was Oliver in Charles Dickens Oliver Twist asking for more food, I asked women to see their naked tits.
"Please, Miss, may I see your tits?"
After putting her shopping bag and purse on the bus stop bench, she gave me another sexy smile and a naughty look.
"Okay," she said.
She looked up at me again as if her showing her naked breasts to a strange man was something that she always wanted to do and would never forget doing.
"I'll show you my naked breasts but don't tell my husband that I showed you my tits," said Joan with a wink and a laugh before lifting her top and her bra to show me her naked tits.
Of course, she was kidding about me telling her husband when I didn't even know who her husband was. Without any further conversation, she turned more to face me. Then, she lifted her blouse and lifted her bra to show me her naked breasts. Although she seemed sexually aroused, with her possibly feeling wicked, she seemed embarrassed, too. She quickly lowered her bra and lowered her blouse.
"By the way, now that I showed you my tits, my name is Joan," she said with a little laugh. "What's your name?"
Robert laughed.
"Robert," I said. "My name is Robert. I'm pleased to meet you, Joan. Thank you for flashing me your tits," I said. "You have lovely breasts. Your husband must be proud of your big tits."
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Besides, just by asking women to show their naked breasts, what did I have to lose? Either women will willingly show me their naked tits or they won't show me their naked tits. It's that simple. A voluntary gesture on their part, women aren't being forced to show their naked tits by merely asking them to show their naked breasts. Leaving it up to them to lift their blouses and bras, it's up to them to make the decision to flash their naked breasts or not.