Alright - last post here for a bit - but something else to be aware of or discuss. Here's another oldie but goodie about my ex's abilities:
When my ex and I first started going out, she wasn't exactly totally perky. I mean, don't get me wrong, she wasn't saggy or ugly, but her 42FF's sort of pointed down a little due to the weight. Kind of like the look you'd see from Maggie or to a greater extent, Yulia.
Anyways, after about a year of constant practice and muscle control exercises (about 15 minutes a day of conscious 'sets', hand positions, body positions and about an hour a day of just playing around, bouncing, flexing and wiggling any which way as she watched tv, typed on her computer, and yes, even while driving) her physicality actually changed. Her breasts 'lifted' and seemed to set higher on her body. But that's not the whole story...
She had gotten really strong by the end of a year and she realized that she could do something kinda cool. She could lift/flex them into position about as high as they would go (about 6 inches or so) and then keep them there by holding the flex. She had become so strong that keeping them flexed for long periods of time was no big feat for her either. And when she brought them "to attention" those things were PERKY! I mean, in the upright and stable position. She could actually kind of bounce around a little or 'shimmy' and they'd stay almost perfectly straight out and still under the strength of her flexed chest muscles.
Well once she learned that she could do this, going around without a bra became her modus operandi. She much preferred it because she had a difficult time finding a bra that fit well and because most of the major chains didn't carry her size.
The only place she'd wear a bra was work basically, and not even there sometimes. No matter where we'd go, movies, grocery shopping, even to her parents' house, she'd just flex those things into position and keep them there effortlessly.
In fact, it was on a trip to her parents' house that I first became aware of her new 'trick'. We were really relaxed and driving down to her parents and I casually asked if she was going to put on a bra before we got there. She said "I brought one with me just in case." I didn't quite get what that meant... yet.
So we get all the way down there, pull into her parents driveway, and I'm having nightmares about her putting on a bra while her parents come out to the car. Well we stop, she cuts the engine, takes off her seat belt, looks down at her breasts, and slowly raises them up into position as high as they can go and keeps em there. She looks at me and goes "I don't really think I need a bra, do you?"
Homina Homina Homina. I couldn't get out of the car because watching that little display had made me instantly hard. She reached over and grabbed what she had just caused and said "What's the matter?" Such a tease.
Anwyays, I wasn't sure she could pull it off. I mean, the parents, her grandparents, her aunt and her two little brothers were all there. But she was smart. She pulled on this light knit over-shirt thing over her t-shirt. It stayed open, but it covered her 'headlights'.
I was watching amazed all day long. From the hugs at the door to playing cards to helping in the kitchen to watching TV she never once let go of the flex. Those things stayed (I swear to you) at almost a 90 degree angle from her body.
Her aunt, who has implants, even made a comment while they were getting dinner ready- "My God. My bras don't keep me that perky."
The most amazing moment had to come at dinner though. Through the whole meal, those things stayed out like a shelf. At one point, my ex spilled some dip on them (they were always great at catching leftovers) and her mom went and got a washcloth. Now the whole family's attention is right on my girlfriend's 'shelf', and even as she's wiping away the stain, she never even lets em drop an inch!)
The only time I saw her differently all day, her brothers had gone to play Nintendo and the rest of the family was watching football in the living room. My ex had gone to use the restroom, and I needed to go so I went and waited outside the door.
When she opened the door after washing her hands, her boobs were back to being 'relaxed'. She turned toward me, stepped outside and violently made them LEAP back into position like it was no big deal. She looks down at her breasts and says "Stay!" like she was giving a command to a puppy, winks at me, kisses me on the cheek and then goes back to the rest of the family.
Now at 11:00pm when the rest of the family finally decides to turn in and the last one heads up the stairs, my ex lets out this big sigh and says "Finally, I can let the girls relax" and she releases her flex and drops them down.
Now I had been watching this and bottling up sexual energy for hours so I had no plans of letting my ex 'relax' We start to play, and she takes off the knit thing, and wouldn't you know it - we hear footsteps coming down the stairs. I instantly jump back to 'innocent watching tv position' as does she. Just as her youngest brother (10) hits the bottom stair, she violently flexes them into position fast - but she does it so hard and so strong that it's almost unnatural! Her t-shirt actually pulled away from her stomach. The brother goes "I gotta get a drink of water", goes into the kitchen, gets a drink, then goes back upstairs.
As he's going upstairs I whisper to my ex, "Don't you think you overdid it a little?" And she turns and sticks her tongue out at me and flexes really hard and fast 4 times and we both start laughing.
That was just one of many 'invisible bra' nights and stories. Good times....
-Remy