Squishy Boobday

People do the oddest things when they are restless, alone or lost in thought. Some nibble on their fingernails, twirl their hair, doodle on a scrap of paper. I touch my boobs. They are really soft, and I’ll find myself idly petting them on top, the cleavage part occasionally exposed at the top of a v-neck […]

Spring Boobday

So, this week Boobday is running one day behind schedule. But who the hell cares as long as you get to see beautiful busts? This week Hy’s theme is Spring. Now those who live in or around New York know that Spring season has been slow to arrive. We go from beautiful 64 degree weather […]

My view

This week, Hy has chosen a themed Boobday edition with the prompt ‘Covered‘. On Tuesday, when I came home from taking my son to his dentist appointment, I was feeling myself. I wasn’t touching myself, I was feeling myself. What’s the difference? Well, for one thing, I think it would be considered a slang term. Feeling yourself […]

Boobs that move

I knew I wanted to do something different for this week’s Boobday. Usually, I’ll put a filter of color or something to spruce up the photo. This time, I thought, why not make em’ move? I haven’t done a gif in years, so please forgive the quality. I’ll do better next time, I promise. This […]

Fuck Yeah its Boobday!!!

I couldn’t choose between two photos, so I sent both to Hy and selfishly left the decision up to her. I guess she couldn’t pick one either because she posted them both! I would say tell me which one you prefer. But, I would rather state that I hope you enjoy both of them and […]

Do you like my nails?

Last Saturday we had a small family outing, during which we entered a beauty supply store. Whenever I go, I always choose a new bottle of nail polish, most often than not it is a color I don’t have. This time, I asked Henri to pick one because, as I whispered in his ear “I’ll […]

August 2nd, 2013: Boobday!!!

Another week has come and gone, and though it wasn’t much different from the week before, there have been some changes within myself. I’ve been asking myself questions, and making new revelations as I dig through the archives of my memory, trying to re-assess all the fuck-upedness in my life and let the ghosts go. […]

Seismic stress release

We were lounging on our bed, Henri waiting for his brother Pierre to pick him up in his new pre-owned car. Brothers always competing. While we waited, he slips his hands in my shirt, as he always does, to fondle my braless nipples, which they are always free when I’m at home. My chest is […]

June 7th 2013 is Boobday!

Once again, I am late for my Boobday submission to Hy’s blog. But, I am still participating, sick and all! The weather in New York as been wacky. Currently, it is a wet and chilly 61°, while less than a week ago, it was a high of 92°. Due to the changes, my son and […]