Category Archives: Braless Tanktops

Oh Breasts I Groan to You

Yeah, more groaning about breasts. They are one of my favorite body parts. Basically indispensable when it comes to entertainment and arousal.

Karen is built mega big. She has those gooped-up eyes that I just can’t resist. Sorry, I grew up in the 80’s looking at girls with big hair and lots of eye makeup. That tanktop would make her a perfect candidate to come clean my house. And maybe not wear anything else. You can find more on her here if you are so inclined.

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That is one NICE green sweater. If all ladies wore these, I would get along just fine. This would probably only work in the winter time, or in fairly chilly climates, cuz sweaters are hot. Ask me how I know. It’s because I’m always wearing one, even when I take my shirt off. It’s a hair sweater. Gotta do something about my back. So anyway, now that I really study it, this particular sweater is so thin, she might stay reasonably cool even in July.

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And one more… we might as well admire this girl’s abs. And those pokies too, of course. I’m just saying we should give her a little credit for not eating like a glutton, and do her the favor of slobbering on I mean commenting on her abdominals.

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Purple Braless Amateurs

I guess the title of the post is a bit redundant. Do we really have to distinguish between braless amateurs and braless professionals? And if so, what are the criteria? If it’s like college sports, once you start making money for it, you are considered a professional and you must quit the amateur ranks. Not to sound sexist, but many women (if not most) make money off their bodies or their looks. I mean, men take care of women because ultimately, they are captivated by the cleavage. Or uh some other body part.

In this case, purple I think is a very regal color. First we have the purple tanktop, which very clearly demonstrates the lack of the bra. Those nipples look a little puffy, perhaps ready for a nibble or nosh. With her crazy international buttons, and her spiffy tortoise shell sunglasses, and her furrowed brow, she seems to be saying: I am a little sweaty, and my cleavage is aching for your touch, so please jump my bones and strip me naked and make sweet love to my dryer lint right here on the cobblestones.

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Then we have a purple outfit, which thankfully includes a purple miniskirt. I personally am a big fan of the miniskirt. It seems very liberating. You can get right up in there with a finger or ahh other appendage. You will have to ignore the kooky birds (wtf?) in the photos, as well as the body hair. This girl isn’t hirsute like our friend Jennifer Love Hewitt, but she certainly has a downy thistle.

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Casual Braless Look

Alrightee and mamma mia. This gal has got it. “It” being a body and a face and probably an attitude that will enable her to feel entitled to free drink in any bar for the rest of her life. In fact, I dare say she could walk into a seedy bar, one in which a jerkimo would hassle her and maybe talk dirty to her or try a drunken grope, and she is so amazingly hot and pure (and at the same time sultry) looking that some other redneck would jump up and aide her like a fine folk hero.

Did I mention you can see her pokies? Okay, wanted to blurt that out before I exploded.

It is the casual stance where she has both arms thrown up on the railing, along with that fact that she has a ring on THE hand (is it a wedding ring? is she unavailable? would she still hump me and get sweaty and yell curse words?), and plus she is standing there in that thin white tanktop with her nipples poking perkily and delicious and demure white panties. She could hotty up up a little, swap out the undies for a g-string and get some brighter lipstick and some dangly shimmering earrings. But now, she is gonna keep in low-key and make me drool and tent my jeans up.

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Braless Tanktops for the Win

We’ll check out some random braless action today, with a concentration on- uh how should I say it… professionals.

This pink tanktop is in danger of experiencing structural failure in the same way a guitar string that is strung too tight and then plucked might twang. Thereupon unleashing these girls to wreak havoc upon my motorboating nose.

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And here are a couple of pics of a well-endowed gal in a type of top that I just can’t name. Is that a sarong? A martian indexing blouse? A cooter kintay? Whatever, she looks good in brown, and those gigantic mammaries are enough to make me very thirsty for a tall glass of milk.

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This is quite the interesting scenario. My girl her appears to have donned a roll-neck sweater, then gone out into the wilderness on a cool Fall day in her daisy dukes. If I had legs like that, I wouldn’t cover them up either, so can’t blame her there. Thems some money-makin legs right there. So anyway, with her crazy helmet-hair, and her smokey-eyed gaze (reminiscent of what Sharon Stone did in Basic Instinct), she manages to almost detract our attention from those magnificent cans. All squeezed together and pointy, that’s not an easy task, since once we notice them it’s hard not to slobber and whine like a hungry dog.

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