Search Results for "erection"

Happy Hormones Crip Walking 2
(Story: DTM, Artwork: Jupiter 1)

The tour far ahead of them, Amy and her mother decided to make their own way across the university. Past quiet walkways and well-manicured lawns, the tall women continued to draw attention. Amy, in particular, loved to draw more of it. Whether it was flexing her rock-hard calves walking past a group of guys, or pressing her huge melons together with her arms while she asked someone for directions, she always got her desired reaction (stares of longing for her perfectly-built body). Her favorite activity was bending over at the waist after 'accidentally' dropping her handbag, giving an unwitting guy behind her a direct view of her amazing bowling ball glutes. She would then turn her head, give her ass a playful smack and blow a kiss sure to leave an erection as the two women would continue on and laugh.

Mucle Mama Pupetta
(Story: Diana the Valkyrie, Artwork: ZGannero, Original Character: cee666)

I'm six feet seven, high heels take me up to seven feet. Yes, there are advantages in being tall, but there's also drawbacks. It's nice to be able to see over the heads in a crowd, but it's not so nice banging my head on projections that assume that no-one is more than six feet. This is both a blessing and a curse. It's a blessing because people stop and stare at me, it's a curse because that causes pedestrian traffic jams. It's a blessing that I don't need a bra, they support themselves rather well, but that leaves me with quite a lot of wobble. Think jelly on a plate. Yes, I can run, they're firm enough for that, but skipping rope? No way. It's a blessing because I can cause very strong erections just by standing still; it's a curse because my breasts are a major cause of premature ejaculations, and those ejaculations are usually in such volume that the ejaculator is incapable for further sexual activity for hours. And that, of course, is very frustrating for me. And it's a curse because people used to ask me: Are those real? Which is why I started wearing little or nothing above the waist, because then no-one asked me silly questions about my tits.