All Comments on 'Braless Is Better'

Have tryed to convince my wife of the same thing to NO avail. Please more braless stories to help me with this problem. Talk on how it is no big deal and for health reasons it was the right decision. The more detail the better. Thank you.

I have had chronic back pain since I hit puberty and magically woke up one day with D cups; ten years later, they haven't stopped growing and the pains are only getting worse. Do you think a natural F cup gal can walk around braless..

I know my title is a bit "lame" and "uninspired" but I really enjoyed the quick read. I was informed efficiently and I appreciate that. Not only that, but I trust in your words and experience with this sitiation. It made for a nice little bit of information that I may just pull out of my bag the next dinner party I go to.

There are various reasons why some women never go braless but a big reason is insecurity about their shape, thinking their breasts are too small or too big or especially if they think they are too saggy. I'd love to read a story of yours about a group of neighborhood wives that discover the benefits of going brafree, in conjunction with also discovering that their supposed "imperfections" are actually attributes. For example Denise learns that her friends' husbands think her A-cups are very sexy on her; Jane learns that her "ugly large breasts with huge nipples" are also viewed honestly as sexy by the husbands and the other eives are envious of their size and shape; Michelle finally has to believe her husband's insisting that he finds her very saggy B-cups (about five times as long as thick) are a turn-on -- when a game of truth or dare reveals that three of the five husbands are particularly attracted to long slender saggy breasts; Joan learns that guys find her stretch marks by her nipples hot, and finally Sandy has nipples at the very bottom of her C-cups and she learns that 4 of the 5 hubbies think that is totally hot because of how soft it makes them look. These revelations all come about from a fully-clothed game of truth or dare, where the husbands are asked by the wives what are their favorite things they like about breasts, and their preferences When it's the wives' turn, one of the wives reveals that her bras cause her pain and that she goes braless at home to get relief, bit is too self-conscious to do it away from home. Another confesses that her doctor told her to avoid bras for the same reason and the three other wives all admit that they hate their bras but feel compelled to wear them, even around their neighborhood friends. The final truth or dare dare is from all the husbands collectively daring their wives to leave their bras home at the next party. Later in the evening at that next party, the last dare is again by the hubbies. Again the wives were talking that night about their insecurities about their breast shape/size. The husbands remind them of the previous party and what they should have learned and the that final dare is for all their wives to dress "conspicuously braless" for the next party, as therapy, so they will be forced to learn that their size/shape is OK. At that next week's dinner party, the showers of compliments by the men and the women finally convinces them that what they thought to be faults are same things that other wives and/or husbands wish for and/or find hot. The evening ends with another truth or dare sessiion, which evolves into a strip-truth-dare session. By midnight all but one wife is topless and as the game is ending, she sheds her top too. After that night, none of the 5 wives ever wore a bra to their parties. And at the summer barbecues that started the next month, the wives often either kept their shirts totally unbuttoned or went topless in the 90 degree heat. There, there's a plot for you. I hope you write the story. thanks, thomaschat@yahoo

"because we're beady-eyed sex fiends that want to see bouncing boobies everywhere!"

I freely admit it.

I'm all for topless and bottomless. Nice essay

Interesting comment on Rusty Warren's tune, now almost 60 years old. I didn't realize anyone else even knew that song!