#perky melons

[assortedmelons]

Milena Angel

[sgbabereview]

Name: Elisha

Age: 21

Estimated bra size: 32D

This goddess may have a lean and tight body but those melons are huge! At just 21 years of age, Elisha has been so willing to show so much of her body to the rest of the world.

Everyone loves a slutty girl, especially one who is unafraid of posting photos of herself with so little to cover her up.

As you can see, she invests in pretty well supported bras to ensure they stay perky and firm. Hands are also a good form of breast support!

Her preference for lace is very clear and I’m sure she’s chosen that because she feels sexy in them. It is also clear that she knows that’s what boys love and has helped me bust out a huge load for her.

Do you want Elisha to become the MOST DESIRED GIRL on SGBR? The cum target with the most REBLOGS gets to attain the coveted title!

Submit your irl sluts and their leaks for review!

[xiihyunn]

Tara Carpenter NSFW Headcanons (18+)

a/n: hold your cunts, it's abt to get spicy. and tara is just so mommy here, fuck.

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She’s a switch, but she lowkey loves it more when she’s on top and who’s in control.

Her sex drive is high, higher than Sam’s even. I guess it runs in the blood?

Prefers vanilla sex than kinky sex, because she gets more turned on when she sees you getting high with her dirty praising.

Talking about praising, she has a praise kink, either receiving or giving both works for her.

> “Oh baby, look at you being such a good girl for me.”

She loves it when you both scissor, just feeling your wet and hot pussy against her own dripping cunt drives her crazy.

When shits gets a bit heated though, oh you are one fucked mf’er.

Buys and uses dildos that barely fit you. They’re long, thick, and veiny, just how she loves to see it pumping in and out of you in a drunken gaze.

> “T-Tara baby.. I don’t think it’s gonna fi—” A moan interrupted your sentence, when Tara suddenly forced the silicone dick inside you. Your head drops on her pillows from the burning feeling on your core, panting from being full and filled up to the brim by your lover’s cock.

“See princess? I told you it would fit.”

Your skin would be filled with marks, bites, bruises, and hickeys, especially your tits. She became a titty person when she saw your pairs for the first time.

Loves to fuck you missionary style just to see your melons rocking back and forth from her thrusts.

> Tara smirks as she looks down. There you are underneath her, legs spread wide open as she rams the strap on inside of you, your wetness running down onto her sheets, as your round perky breasts are jiggling from her rough movements.

“Fuck Y/n, you look so hot right now.”

After having sex, she would stay in bed with you for a couple of minutes until you’ve calmed down from your high, then get up to go to the bathroom to get a towel and clean you up. Tara then goes back to bed with you, and you both cuddle naked while sleeping in each other’s arms.

[the-perverse-library]

Things with Team RWBY seemed to have settled down. After the fiasco with Weiss and the boombox, followed by the run in with Jaune and Pyrrha, things were getting back on track.

Ruby was stuck cleaning their dorm room, as it was her turn today. It was so boring, so dull, she could be out having fun but no! It was so unfair! Just like how they all either had fat tits or asses and she didn't!

As Ruby was huffing and pouting, she saw something at the corner of her eye. Tucked in the closet as a golden boom box that she swore Glynda confiscated after Yang had used it. This was the thing that turned Weiss into a fat ass bimbo. It could happen again. Will Ruby get rid of it or...?

Ruby held the golden boombox in her hands as her thoughts raced like crazy. After all, it was the thing that turned Weiss from a prim, proper [if a little prudish] Huntress into some sex-crazy slut who'd rather be Jaune and Pyrrha's plaything than help Remnant. She knew that Yang had used it over the years to ensure she was the bustiest student in all of Beacon, as if having fat tits was something to be more proud of than skill, talent, and increasing your tally of Grimm destroyed.

But... Ruby couldn't bring herself to alert Miss Goodwitch and let the deputy headmistress and school disciplinarian know that she failed to confiscate Yang's perverse Aura device. All Ruby could think about at that moment, with that boombox in her hands, was just how flat she was compared to the rest of her team. Her mind was full of Yang's obscene tits, Blake's bouncing Bellabooty, and every wobbling, jiggling inch of Weiss' entire body. Envy and jealousy exploded through the tiny reaper as she couldn't think about anything other than just how massive and sexy they were and how overlooked and forgettable she had become.

Ruby stripped out of her clothes, stood before a full-body mirror and placed the boombox down on the ground. The ravenette softly cupped her tiny breasts and shook her perky, tiny ass one last time before she reached down and poured all of her aura into the golden boombox. Immediately, she felt the bass crash through her as the boombox's power flooded into every inch of her tiny body and filled her with intense warmth. Her body moved and swayed on its own as she moved faster and harder as the music grew louder. Ruby was so lost in the pleasure of her body growing and changing as she envisioned herself bigger, rounder, softer, and sluttier than the rest of her team. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as her first orgasm exploded through her, then her second, then her third, each being more intense and longer lasting than the previous, which made Ruby want to dance even more.

By the time the boombox finished playing, Ruby was wholly and completely changed. Her tits went from bee stings to swollen overripe melons, her thighs were twice as thick as she was, and her ass was nearly identical to Blake's with roundness, heft, and bounce. The 'little' reaper was no longer little anymore and quickly hid the boombox in her bunk. I will be the biggest in Beacon-no, I will be the biggest in the world! Ruby mused to herself before stuffing herself into her clothes and bouncing down to the mess hall to show off her new look.

[shamefulftm]

God I wish my boobs were the size of melons. Ugh why are my tits so tiny!! I want to have beautiful, big, healthy breasts made to be sucked on with perky nipples. Is it too much to ask for?

[bahllinsqrews]

One Magical Night!

Yunho x Reader

This is a pull from the last story Actions, No Words! This is when Yunho has time alone with you, wanting to show you his crush on you. He knows you're taken, but do you think he cares?

18+, Minors DNI, Hair pulling, Heavy Dom! Yunho, light BDSM.

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Yunho and you had the house tonight, Hongjoong was in the KQ building, working on the newest set of songs into the album to be ready for the next release. The others were out and about, shopping and such.

Yunho remembered how good you sounded, hearing you from Hongjoong's room. He honestly wanted that for himself. His dirty little secret was that he remembered the noises clear as day, massaging his length in imagination that you would do the same for him. He didn't want you to cheat, but damn he wanted you, and bad. His head became clouded woth those thoughts, he then peeked back at you, seeing you from the kitchen doorway and in the connected living room. He eyes your breasts, how perky they were along with those piercings, he looked at your ass in your shorts, seeing just how tight they were to you.

He hated that Hongjoong got to have you, despite many attempts to get someone, a partner he could do the same with, he was unsuccessful. His breath quickened a bit as his eyes slightly became hazy. He became slightly delusional. He finally built up enough of his lusted courage and went over to you, slowly. You looked at him and smiled, but noticed how he was slightly shying away from your touch. "Yunho? Is something the matter?" You asked and sat up on the back of the couch, your breasts pressed and your nipples poked out due to your bra, or lack there of.

He stared at them for a moment, feeling a lot of blood shoot down into his pajama pants. You couldn't see it past (those [static] melons) your breasts. He placed gently hands on your shoulders before talking, his hands were hot. "Nothing is the matter, but I must say you're such a pretty thing. Hongjoong is so damn lucky.." He said, his face turning red. You took notice and moved your face into his hand when it gently slipped onto your face. "Thank you, but you seem to be heating up, do you have a fever?" You asked.

"N-no, just a small problem I need to handle-" He paused when you grabbed at his hip in worry. You pulled him around to sit on the couch and he kept trying to hide himself away, putting a pillow on his legs so he could hide. You pouted a bit and got a little mad when you two played tug of war with the pillow. You finally got it off of him to notice the large tent in his pants, you caught a faint smell of peppermint and something else from him, making you lean in to try and find the smell, seeing as it was getting stronger the further down you went. You knew you shouldn't do this, but honestly, it was one of your fantasies.

Your fantasy was to have Hongjoong and Yunho under your care, by whatever you had to do. You got on the floor in front of him and tugged at his pants. You got a good look at his size, he was definitely bigger than hongjoong, at least by an inch and a half. The peppermint smell hit your nose along with the pleasant musk smell from his body wash and it made you dizzy. He looked and realized the amount of power he had on you at the moment. He played with your hair a little while talking. "I wonder..can you keep this a secret?" He asked, you nodded frantically.

"Good, stay here, I'm gonna go get something." He said and went to his room, then came back to you, a pair of fluffy handcuffs in hand. "Joong doesn't pay much attention to the gifts you want. But I do~" He said and watched as your eyes glimmered. He kissed your lips, hungry and passionate. He gripped your shirt and used his strength to rip your clothes off your body before having you kneel in front of him again, grabbing your long hair as he stuffed his cock into your pretty mouth. He wasted no time in fucking your throat, keeping it deep inside. His groans sent you into a bit of a shock deep in your core, you complying with his wish and sucking him off.

He took a moment to cuff your hands behind your back, making sure you were nice and comfy with them, then got you back with your peach lips around his length. You pulled all thr way off then pushed all the way back down, slurping and moaning while your cunt dripped in arousal. He started thrusting faster, them getting a bit more sloppy before cumming down your throat. He sighed in relief but he wasn't done, you could tell by him turning you onto your knees, face down into a pillow he took from the couch to put on the floor. He smiled as rubbed against you for a bit. "What would Hongjoong think about his babe being dicked down by another one his team? What would he say when seeing you?" Yunho asked, braiding your hair in a loose braid to wrap it around his hand and hold like a leash.

You were barely listening, your hands behind your back while one of your biggest crushes was behind you. He stuffed into you, hitting deeper than Joong. His size made your eyes roll back and drool, him poking into your cervix instead of just your gspot. You were shooting blanks more with him than your boyfriend and you...really weren't regretting it. He started pounding into you, enjoying the tight feeling of your pussy. He wasn't letting up at all, instead, he made sure to hit as hard as he could. You two were having fun, not aware of someone listening from just outside the doorway, someone you know all too well that was getting himself off to his girlfriend's moans and slutty noises. A hand over his mouth and one on his length as he listened to you both.

Yunho groaned and moans to you throwing your hips back in your slut filled mind, he repositioned your chained hands and held your hands out in front of you, keeping you face down while he kept up his harsh thrusts. He started whispering in your ear of how slutty and how much of a cum slut you were, making you shiver. You lifted your head, just a bit as he bit at your neck. He got closer, closer to his climax with you, then pulled from your pussy to stuff your ass without pausing the pace. Thats when you really lost it, him losing rhythm and cumming in your ass to make a mess of you.

He milked himself into you, groaning as he did. He leaned down to shower you in kisses before pulling out, he got up and got a cloth to come back and wash you off and a big shirt of his. He noticed a pair of shoes apart from yours and his, realizing someone else was home when he went back to you. He cleaned you up and dressed you before laying you on the couch to rest. You had fallen asleep fast.

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He went to Hongjoong in his room to talk. "I did as you asked, you've got some weird kinks." He laughed and Hongjoong laughed back. "As do you, but I don't mind sharing her, just wanted to see if she was into it first. I'm glad though, didn't want to leave you out." He smiled and went over to give him a kiss on Yunho's lips. Yunho and Joong smiled, you now had two Boyfriends to care for.

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Try this one on for size readers! A small plot twist to keep you all hooked. Like, reblog, follow and comment what you think about it!

[rottingsam]

Sams big naturals. Giant milkers. Jugs. Boobies. Tits. Melons. Hooters. Knockers. Heaving bosom. Mammary glands. Milk monsters. Pinky and perky. Puppies. Udders. Fun bags. Tatas. Air bags. Life savers.

(I'm so sorry)

[a-yciecat]

A snippet of my book since you guys asked for more info! <3 @ze-melon-lord

For context, the setting is supposed to be similar to the Hellenistic Era of Ancient Greece, in a Caveat-like theatre(If you like my writing, and want to see more, PLS send me asks, the fandoms I write for and Nono's are pinned on my page)

Warnings// Depictions of gore and violence, guns and swords, minor cliffhanger if you squint

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Chapter One; Loyalty is Only Obsession

“Ms. Serafina? Ma’am, are you ready?” A young voice spoke up from the darkness of a corner. A dark, private, cavea-like seating area.

“Indeed, I should like to see the show begin…,” A heavenly deep voice responded, “Maybe this one will be different?”

On the guards’ ends, they passed a small cue down to the stage before replacing themselves behind the Goddess’s chair, “Ladies and gentlemen, let the show… begin!”

A disarming smile displayed on the Woman's lips, Her slender hand leaning softly against Her cheek. As She shifted Her hands, the off-shoulder sleeves on Her velvety black dress— garnished with silk roses—, wrinkled and slid ever so slightly up Her arms.

 A messily beautiful display of tricks and twists went on at the infant stage below. The dear, dejected Serafina just couldn’t be satisfied by pulling rabbits out of hats, anymore. Of course, She couldn’t control that She was like this, She had simply existed for just… so long.

Some sorrowful display cast over Her smile whilst staring upon what the people thought Her upbringing had been, “This is all wrong…!”

“Would you like me to inform them?” A fit, armored, young woman knelt beside Her Grace.

“Absolutely not, Anthea; I would rather they not know than they be aware and revolt… Ignorance is bliss, afterall,” She kept Her stern facade through Her disgust.

“As you wish, My Liege,” The soldier of sorts returned to her post in the corner, armor clanking softly against itself.

The show continued, seemingly harmless. No one in the theatre nearly had the chance to catch the barrel of a gun in an actress��s boot. An evil grin consistently mistaken for one of enjoyment.

“and now…,” The man from earlier announced an hour since the start, “Let the beginning of the end commence!”

“Haah, finally…; this one was starting to bore me more than some of the others have… And I thought it would be different,” Serafina, ever the infamous one for never giving up pride, therefore, even when a show appalled Her, She stayed.

“You know, it would be a shame if-,” The lights went out, accompanied by the ping of a bullet ringing through the air — the result of Her own foolishness. 

A deep chuckle slipped from Her mouth, “Oh, is it going to be interesting, afterall? Save the best for last, I suppose.”

“No, Miss, I-I don’t think that is part of the show,” Ethaan called, across from Anthea.

“Not part of the show? So you believe it may be an attack?”

“It is possible, yes,” He adjusted his glasses as if they had miraculously slid down his nose, which they were too tight to do.

“Then should we not evacuate the Lady?” Anthea protested.

“Err…” A small stutter sounded from the boy.

“If I am not in any immediate danger then what is the point?” Serafina stood up, turning around to face the two guards with a perky chuckle, “If it comes down to, then you shall fight.”

“If it is your order, My Lady,” Ethaan hesitantly obeyed, nodding as he turned and looked to his colleague.

The Woman placed a hand on the chair’s armrest from where she stood beside it. The young soldiers exchanged glances; they had only met fairly recently, though they figured they got along just fine.

“We can make that-” Bullets split the mount of one last burning candle, hurling flames towards the ground.

“Well, this means we fight?” Ethaan adjusted his glasses once more, the nerves shaking his fingertips.

“It does. Lady Serafina, please get back.” Anthea stood her ground, moving slightly in front of her superior.

 With the Goddess safely behind Her guards, they readied themselves. Combat may be approaching.

“Where is it coming from? Do you think it is one person or multiple?” Her trusted guards quickly questioned the Lady.

“The first shot sounded like it came from the stage, when the lights went out. And if the one from just now managed to hit our only light left… then it had to of also come from the stage; so, it is at least one of the actors.” Serafina always had such an unnatural sense of hearing. Quite convenient, yes…

Stampeding footsteps raced up the stairs, just so happening to stop in front of their target —There were two of them.

The five of them only needed the slivers of moonlight, seeping in through scream-soaked curtains, to spot each other’s silhouettes. Second by second, breath by labored breath, the anticipation of who would move first—or even breathe first.

Ethaan and Anthea were too slow, the attackers too fast. The darkness blinded Serafina. How unfortunate, She just can’t see in the dark.

Pew, one bullet shot was all it took. Where was it going? To the Goddess? To the guards? The latter. Who? Anthea; she pushed her partner away, taking the bullet to her own abdomen. Wait…, a second shot? So quickly? Did they both have guns?

Ethaan didn’t risk it, he lunged at the anonymous—too late… He landed his blade in a shoulder, yes, but The Lady had already taken the blow.

Her senses had failed Her. She had only been hit in Her right eye, communication was still possible; unless it had gone too deep?

“Ms. Serafina!” Ethaan called out, watching as his boss dropped to Her knees.

She kept silent, still, and silent.

The only audible thing being the labored breaths of the others.

Panicked, the attackers left. Was that it? They thought the bullet took Serafina’s life; so, that was it? How awfully pathetic.

“They’re gone now; please tell me you’re alive, Milady!”

“Yes, I am fine. I only dropped, so they would leave. Though, My eye is definitely going to be blinded; the shrapnel got in it.” She paused, looking at the frightened boy, “Is Anthea alive?”

A withered, “Yes…” sounded from the ground, Anthea lay there, broken and defeated.

“Come now, we shall get you the medical attention you require; we can’t have My best in centuries dying on Me, now, can we?” Serafina carefully cradled the maimed maiden in Her arms, “You aren't injured, as well, are you Ethaan?”

He shook his head, thankfully in good physical health. Yes, physical, at the very least. Had anyone more been injured She wouldn’t have known what to do with Herself. She already didn’t know what to do with Herself; this whole moment felt oddly evocative, almost as if this had maybe happened to Her before. But it hadn’t, it couldn’t have! Or could it. Had it?

[thepromiscuousfinger]

As a woman who knows things, I have a question for ya.

What are the easiest way to tell fake tits? Do only real ones bounce? Is there some tell besides groping them?

Okay, so I've seen natural perky and then there's THOSE MELONS DO NOT MOVE. Although tbf, my bestie's wife's tits confuse me because I know they're fake, but sometimes I forget.

Also, because this must be shared and my boss will never know it was me who spilled (blame her teammate cuz he told me), you can tell they're fake when your boss returns a serve in tennis with so much force that her opponent couldn't dodge in time and gets hit in the chest, thus bursting one of her fake boobies.

There's something both horrifying and hilarious about a woman retreating from the court with a towel pressed to her chest because her implant popped--side note: what kind of stress tests are they not running for these implants?!

SHAMEFUL

[assortedmelons]

Kylie's a Show Off

[thegreatgoddessnamedbees]

I love when people draw zacharie with such perky melons. From tumblr sexyman to this. What a blessing. He is saved and reborn.

[multiversal-pig-outing]

One stormy night at Gotham City, an 5’11” 21 yrs old, blue eyed, Auburn hair, woman named Barbara Gordon, Barbara had changed since the Joker shot her and paralyzed her, her spine got shattered which it made Barbara used a Wheelchair, Barbara gives up her Crime-Fighting Career as Batgirl and gives herself a codename, Oracle. Oracle lived at Gotham Clock Tower retrofitted by Bruce Wayne's construction company as her own “Batcave”, a hideout and home, Oracle exit the elevator, press a button on her left armrest to activated to open her own Batcomputer which would emerge from the floor and activate its much east than use Shakespeare Burst. Oracle wheel to the Batcomputer, Oracle spend her FreeTime/FullTime on wheelchair (always), eating unhealthy foods or invited Birds of Prey for Dinners with Desserts. Oracle had muscle waist and stomach when she’s Batgirl once but now it’s the fairly large doughy sloshing single belly with the standard indent towards the bottom that makes it look like a butt, sitting on her lap, her bottom belly past her ankles, Oracle shifted her belly sides to get more comfortable, it groans under Oracle’s weight when she shifted, the wheels sag and bend. The armrests get pushed outwards by Oracle’s hips and ass, and the backs gets pushed back by Oracle’s asscheeks. Oracle thought her Wheelchair somehow get pushed a little from her body. Oracle grab her high end headphone with microphone, put on her head, her headphones squished her cheeks. “Alright, let’s get to work” Oracle’s left sausage finger tipped the microphone on headphone, Oracle spreading her thick arms wide across her chest as she typed diligently at the keyboard. Oracle isn’t the only one who had her belly that grew but also rest of her body. She weighs 800lbs, Her breasts was medium before but now it’s now DD's like sacks of flour and were struggling to stay confined within her shirt top, spilling out a little. Her VERY thick legs with rolls like one you saw an fattest woman on old tabloid magazines,a pair of ass cheeks bigger than bowling balls sags over back of her chair, very hammy lower arms but upperarms fattening like fatten hams, and a decent shelf of backfat and Her back was QUITE fat, littered with 50 rolls to potentially hide snacks in. Oracle really enjoys being herself and new look (Ruby)

*Ruby enters Oracle batcave after being called by her to come. Ruby is about 200 lbs lighter than the ex-batgirl. Ruby face can be comparable to a cherub that bend stuffing marshmallows in there cheeks. Her breast being a size smaller than Oracles but kept there perkiness being round like oranges or melons. Her stomach big enough to cover fully her lap when she sits down. but her lower region is a sight to behold her legs being a similar size to Oracle with out the rolls. While her ass was bigger being like decently size bean bag chairs that jiggle uncontrollable with even with the slightest movement. *

So Miss Gordan what do you to see me for?

[betty-boop-lips-05]

Can we talk about how much “x readers” aren’t “x readers” anymore in fics? I know this has been talked about already, especially among POC, but, it’s honestly not just with skin color that’s an issue for me—it’s also body part descriptions. For example, when it’s a x reader, I’ve seen reader’s body described as curvy, slim, and not to mention her melons 🍉. It’s always “perky, round, large…” Like, idk, isn’t a x reader fic/ one-shot supposed to be whoever’s reading to imagine themselves? I feel like describing the readers body defeats the purpose. Share y’all’s thoughts.

[madmanwonder]

(Prompt, Crossover Mundane AU, Chest Stare) Ventus is invited, more like forced, by his landlord Tsunade to join her and one of his neighbor Sakura in their jogging. But it is just an excuse to get him focused on her chest in that top, while also helping her other favorite tenant win him over. Sakura might be in denial, but Tsunade knows truth and is willing to share Ventus with just her. The running will be fun. (Jogging, Semi-NSFW)

"Keep up the pace Ven~!" A low strong-sounding female voice cried out in a taunting voice.

Ventus nodded shyly as he slightly increased his jogging speed in order to keep up with Ms.Senju and Haruno who was with them. Trying to focus solely on the jog and not the big...bouncy...perky...delicious....

He aggressively shakes as he realizes he is getting distracted by thier breasts. 'Focus Ven! They are your landlady and fellow tenant! You can think of them like that!' Ventus told himself as he keep his eyes forward and not onto the bouncy valley of melons clad in tight sport bra.

Unknown to Ven, while he was distracted by his thoughts, Tsunade was sending a coy smirk at the blushing Sakura who was giving Tsunade the stink eye.

[mamaradiodemon]

How saggy are your... melons?

Hehehe~ Well, I don't think I would consider them saggy. I try to work out to keep them perky the best I can~ Rosie loves them as they are 💕

[cynthiaandsamus]

"Here I come~" Compac pompfs her perky bust against Cynthia's bouncy melons. "This is great~"

"Hehe, glad you're having fun~" Cynthia giggled, rubbing her bouncing breasts against the other woman.