Who gets your drive hard? Who makes you want to un-zip your flies? Here’s another pictorial you’ll want to savor like the treasure it is. No clothing to open with, this time, as Nicole starts off straightaway in a traditional lacey bra, the best kind a girl can wear. Nicole has a difficult time finding proper fitting bras. Unfortunately, she is not taking applications for a bra-shopping assistant to accompany her on her trips to lingerie stores.
When I was a young girl, I snuck into my brother’s room and took a peek at his naughty magazines that he had hidden under his mattress. One magazine was a Frederick’s of Hollywood catalog. As I leafed through the pages, I was fascinated with the beautiful nighties, and boudoir items. From that day, in all my heated sexual fantasies I am always attired in a gorgeous boudoir outfit from the famous Frederick’s. Recently, I visited the Frederick’s here in Miami for this outfit I am wearing in this photo set. Needless, to say, I spent a long time there. I touched each silky outfit, and each time, I remembered myself as a wide-eyed eight year- old, looking at the well-worn catalog in my brother’s . It was a quiet Wednesday afternoon, when I made my visit. Even then, there were 3-4 guys in the store making purchases. I could tell that a couple of the men were buying for themselves. And who could blame anyone for wanting to feel these beautiful things on their bodies. Cross-dressers, sex sirens, housewives, the girl next door: we all love Frederick’s. For the obvious reason, I always have problems finding a proper bra. Besides being ergonomically correct, I need a bra that is lacy and beautiful as well. At Frederick’s, I found several. I was like a young girl at Christmas. I was so excited that I couldn’t contain myself. Several of the men shoppers even offered to help me select bras that appealed to them. They had very specific reasons what made the perfect bra. I was surprised at some of their selections. The all-time favorite (according to 4 Frederick’s shoppers) is the very utilitarian, white, heavy duty, wide strap, brassiere. This revelation was absolutely amazing to me. Where was lacy, black, push up bra on this list of favorites? Nowhere: my favorite lacy bra did not make the list. No wonder they say that men are from Mars and women from Venus. I never fantasized about a big, white, over the shoulder, boulder holder, just something, pink, frilly, and with lots of lace. I came home with a bag of goodies, and lots of thoughts about the perfect bra. In the interest of Chloesworld, I am now going to find out what my fans really thing. What are your thoughts of “The perfect bra”? Let me know. I am now very curious. In the meantime, I got my very own Frederick’s catalog, which I look at often… and I do NOT have it under my mattress. Ciao! Chloe
We know that none of you ever had a nurse like Desirae and that’s because not a lot of nurses come equipped with tits as huge and heavy hers. Desirae told us that playing a nurse was always one of her fantasies. “I have always wanted to play the part of the naughty nurse. I like the idea of cupping a man’s package and telling him to turn his head and cough. I had so much fun with this photo shoot; I dreamt I was a nurse sitting on a patient’s tongue depressor! I woke up so wet that I took the dildo (the same one that’s in the pictures) out of my drawer. I licked it until it was all slippery like, and rubbed my clit with it. Then I pushed that black thing in and out of my pink pussy until I had the creamiest orgasm I’d had in days. My legs were shaking so hard my leg muscles got cramps!”
Des writes: “To make a lot of guys envious, I swear that the following is true. I visited London and on the first night, I went to a club. Sitting at one table was a beautiful girl with her friends. I was sure that I knew her. When she stood up to go to the ladies rest room, I saw her side-on, and as I watched her, I saw that she had on a tight T-shirt. It was the size of her tits, though, that made me hard almost immediately. I was 99% sure of who she was, so I walked across the room and took long steps so that I would pass the ladies room just before she got there. I was right. I did recognize her. Believe it or not, it was Nicole Peters. As I got to the door of the ladies, I stopped to let her pass. As she drew level with me, I asked her if she would let me have her autograph because, I said, I had never met such a spectacularly pretty-faced model before. She looked at me and then smiled. I was glad for the semi-darkness because by now, my face was purple. She asked if I would wait as she was “bursting for a pee.” When she came out, I said, “I’m sorry, but you are Nicole Peters, aren’t you?” “I’m Nicole,” she said. “What gave me away?” It was noisy with the music playing. “Pardon?” I said. She moved closer to me so she could shout into my ear. As she did, she couldn’t help but press her firm boobs against my left arm and chest. At around 5’3″, Nicole would have had to stand on her toes to talk into my ear, so instead, I bent forward so my left ear was level with her sexy mouth. That also allowed me to look at those tits of hers as she shouted into my ear. I have to say that looking at a beautiful girl in a magazine does not prepare one for what she looks like in the flesh. Nicole Peters is, as we all know, a beauty. I now know that she is one of the nicest, most caring and funniest girls you can ever meet.”
