Top 100 Her Breasts Quotes
#1. The beauty of mind that Cerullo had from childhood didn't find an outlet, Greco, and it has all ended up in her face, in her breasts, in her thighs, in her ass, places where it soon fades and it will be as if she had never had it.
Elena Ferrante
#2. When a wisp of fog blew by her she laughed and reached out her hands to it. When the wind blew she turned to it and opened her bodice, letting it caress and kiss her breasts, for she never knew when it might be him, and still she wanted nothing more than to please him utterly.
Elliot Mabeuse
#3. Gerdanlouk, he thinks. An evocative Turkish word, with Arabic roots. It means jewelry, but only jewelry adorning a woman between her lower neck and the top of her breasts. Gerdanlouk. He looks away.
Jenny White
#5. Matt is suddenly enveloped by an actress. She's doting on him and wearing the skimpiest dress to flash her toned muscles and perky ass and breasts.
Katy Evans
#6. Her voice makes me think of her mouth makes me think of her breath makes me think of her breasts.
Chuck Palahniuk
#7. 18 Let your o fountain be blessed, and s rejoice in t the wife of your youth, 19 a lovely u deer, a graceful doe. Let her breasts v fill you at all times with delight; be intoxicated [4] always in her love.
Anonymous
#8. Her breasts were good, her thighs were terrific. When she shook hands with me, I felt something click down back of my solar plexus.
Robert B. Parker
#9. Why are you covering your breasts?"
Turning her back to him, she stepped into her dress.
"Why are you so interested in my breasts?"
"I am only interested in them because you hide them," he informed her. "I would not find them interesting if you would stop wearing clothing.
Viola Rivard
#10. I met Anne in the autumn ... Autumn, that wild season when rural men rack orchard trees with sticks and weep with the desire to kiss faraway Demeter's supple breasts - to set lips to her travel-swollen eyes. They seek goddesses, but I desired only Anne.
Roman Payne
#11. Her outfit must have penetrated his unconscious. She wore a shirt of softly fringed suede that clung to her breasts like an unforgiven sin.
Louise Erdrich
#12. In her red dress and black boots, she stood straight and tall, blue eyes flashing with righteous fury, breasts rising and falling rapidly. Se had never looked more beautiful.
Trinity Faegen
#13. I want to know," he breathed, his tongue moving between her breasts.
"When do we get to be bad again?" She smiled big.
"Baby, I thought you'd never ask.
Stylo Fantome
#14. She laughed and unfastened her bra, unleashing her breasts like attack dogs
Nev Fountain
#15. When a man says he wants to meet a girl with a sense of humor, he means one who will laugh at everything he says while her breasts jiggle.
Cheri Oteri
#16. She walked like a woman who knew she had the world staring at her breasts.
Tarryn Fisher
#17. Her blond hair hung loose, cascading around her shoulders, and stopping over her breasts. She turned toward him, violet eyes meeting his gaze. For a moment, he lost all coherent thought.
Lia Davis
#18. He lowered his gaze to her breasts. His tongue sneaking to the corner of his mouth, he traced his finger across her exposed flesh. "Make love with me, Lady Jane.
Amy Jarecki
#19. In her 20's, a woman's breasts double her self-esteem. In her 40's, they halve it.
Mokokoma Mokhonoana
#20. The wild women in his lap,' my father enthused, 'laying their breasts on his head.'
There was a moment of stunned silence. Then my mother spoke slowly, with an edge to her voice. 'I think you mean "wild beasts laying their heads in his lap".'
'Do I?
Patrick Rothfuss
#21. She has a human face and as far as the groin she is a girl with lovely breasts, but below she is a monstrous sea creature, her womb 430 full of wolves,
Virgil
#22. I decided that if the shaking of her breasts could be stopped, some of the fragments of the afternoon might be collected, and I concentrated my attention with careful subtlety to this end.
T. S. Eliot
#23. She--the unnamed lady--simply drew his hands to the Paleolithic places men always have grown tumid from feeling, like the outward cradle of the hips within which a fetus will reside and her breasts that will nourish it, once born.
Edward Hoagland
#24. She was beautiful, heratbreakingly beautiful - her eyes and her lips, the stripes on her naked breasts, her vulnerabilty.
Elliot Mabeuse
#25. On the backs of her lids,all she saw were the bare-naked breasts laid out before him,his dark head descending,his tongue flicking free of his mouth ... and then his eyes lifting and meeting hers.
J.R. Ward
#26. I'll miss you as well." He glanced at her breasts. "So much."
She laughed. "Hurry back to me then.
Laurann Dohner
#27. No, I need to feed her." She rubs her breasts and winces a little. "They hurt because I didn't give her enough time when we were on the road. I need to nurse or they'll start leaking." Holy fucking shit. I just got insta-hard. "Leaking?
J.A. Huss
#28. A very beautiful young woman once asked me to sign her breasts. That was back when I was a hip young thing - it's been all downhill since then.
Will Self
#29. The loose skin on her face had been lifted. Her nose was smaller. Her teeth were capped. The lines on her forehead had been erased. Her eye bags had disappeared. Her wrinkles had gone. Her breasts were much, much bigger. But she was still limping.
David Walliams
#30. My mother, for example, told the German officer not to kill her. She'd make it worth his while. And then, when they were doing it, she pulled a knife out of her belt and sliced open his chest, just like she used to open chicken breasts to stuff with rice for the Sabbath meal.
Etgar Keret
#31. She folded her arms across her breasts and looked at me like a lioness.
Ross Macdonald
#32. Mindful of this hesitation, Desiree persisted in her physical seduction by pulling her shoulders back - thereby extending her breasts, tilting her head, raising her right eyebrow, and smiling. She blew him a kiss. Who could resist that?
Jack Shaw
#33. He liked to touch, she realized. In bed, he kept his arms around her or a hand on her like now. The way he played with her breasts, or just touched her, or ran his hands over her body, made her feel so ... so beautiful, Desirable.
Cherise Sinclair
#34. I swear Mr. Beck, you are insatiable, you already got some this morning", Claire murmured.Henry leaned over her and nipped at her exposed neck, " I will never get enough of you", he rasped. Henry slid his hands up her sides to cup her breasts. " Henry", Claire warned.
Andria Large
#35. The camera also took a moment or two to linger on Chase's athletic breasts, her erect nipples, and her pubic hair, which was dirty blond and luxuriant and not at all in the modern prepubescent shaven-porn idiom which Naomi loathed;
David Cronenberg
#36. Lord above, was there a better sight than a woman flush with passion, her skin dewy and pink, her breasts bouncing from the force of his thrusts?
Kristen Callihan
#37. The female covers her breasts, and then proceeds to redefine their shape with a brassiere. This sexual signaling device may be padded or inflatable, so that it not only reinstates the concealed shape, but also enlarges it, imitating in this way the breast swelling that occurs during sexual arousal.
Desmond Morris
#38. You will not look at me," she heard him say to the valets. "You will see only her." A silence. Then, "And you will not look at her breasts.
Karen Marie Moning
#39. Her breasts were perfect. Her slender body; those hand-size globes of pale pink flesh. He lowered his head to one and tasted her. Like sugared peaches.
Bella Love-Wins
#40. Never more then two, I told her once. I repeat an old joke about why martinis are like a women's breasts; one is never enough and three are too many
Charles Dubow
#41. I like her; I could watch her the rest of my life. She has breasts that smile.
Philip K. Dick
#42. She looked from the hilt protruding between her breasts into the eyes of the boy she loved. The golden light in them enfolded her and her heart stopped beating, leaving the ghost of her smile on her mouth. Her vacant eyes mirrored something infinitely close to peace.
Farrah Naseem
#43. Sex with a squirrel who had exciting breasts beneath her little-kid pajamas was not without its appeal,
Jonathan Franzen
#44. She came closer, reaching up to inspect the cut on my brow, her breasts so close to my chest, the heat of her body warmed me right through our clothes. "Jason, we need to get you to a hospital. Your brain could be swelling."
Oh, something was swelling for sure, but it was nowhere near my brain.
Lisa Kessler
#45. Her breasts rested on the edge of the table.
Lee Child
#46. She crossed her arms over her chest, and his gaze went automatically to her breasts, which were no nicely plumped by her biceps. Yeah, he was a sex demon. Shoot him. "what are you going to do? And eyes up, mister."
Busted.
Larissa Ione
#47. She was a goddess personified, her breasts so soft and round he could've buried his head between them, suffocated, and died a happy man.
Kristin Miller
#48. I'd like to do more than sketch you naked. I want to draw directly on you with feather and ink ... flowers around your breasts, trails of stars down your thighs." He let his warm lips brush the edge of her ear. "I want to map your body, chart the north, south, east, and west of you. I would -
Lisa Kleypas
#49. He bent his head, gently laid his cheek down on top of her breasts and closed his eyes. He inhaled her scent and let out a slow groan. Mine.
Gayle Donnelly
#50. This thing, growing inside and filling her breasts with promise, this thing was the same as her. It matched her better than anything or anyone she'd known.
Shanthi Sekaran
#51. It is illegal for women to go topless in most cities, yet you can buy a magazine of a woman without her top on at any 7-11 store. So, you can sell breasts, but you cannot wear breasts, in America.
Violet Rose
#52. You like legs?" she asked.
"On you, yes. On a chicken, I prefer wings and breasts."
She picked up both legs with her fingers. "Then we are going to get along just fine.
Carolyn Brown
#53. Miriam - I'll give you any flowers you want!' Rhapsodising over the thousand scents of her body, I exclaimed: 'I'll grow orchids from your hands, roses from your breasts. You can have magnolias in your hair ... !'
'And in my heart?'
'In your womb I'll set a fly-trap!
J.G. Ballard
#54. This was why I did what I
did," she whispered. "I looked at those men at the ball, and I thought of that night in the carriage when
you touched me, and I knew I could never let any of them touch me." She tilted her head back and
closed her eyes, pressing his hands to her breasts. "Only you.
Laura Lee Guhrke
#55. And so I'm stupid for thinking they might be useful. Because of something Johanna Mason said while she was oiling her breasts for wrestling.
Suzanne Collins
#56. A vast unfocused rage rose in her, against men who considered displays of emotion a delicious open door; men who ogled your breasts under the pretense of scanning the wine shelves; men for whom your mere physical presence constituted a lubricious invitation. Her
Robert Galbraith
#57. all the time complaining at me that she could have had a career dancing topless at the Orbital Grill and Rendezvous Parlor. Her and her perky breasts. Yasmin, I told her, all the girls have perky breasts in zero-g, you were nothing special, you're lucky a good man took you away from all that.
Anne McCaffrey
#58. He lifts her breasts, which fit perfectly into his hands, though he knows this is no promise that he gets to keep them. A million things you can't have will fit in a human hand.
Barbara Kingsolver
#59. Caroline, beside herself, dragged me down to her, her breast was against mine, and by a circular movement seemed to caress it. The pretty strawberries which crowned her breasts, jealous at meeting others as fair, endeavoured to engage them in combat.
Felicite De Choiseul-Meuse
#60. It reminded me how, at work that week, there'd been a meeting when a client visited, a woman, and after she'd left the conference room, the first task had been to evaluate her aesthetically, to weigh in on her breasts and legs, the make and quality of her handbag.
Rosecrans Baldwin
#61. We always seem to end up against a door," she breathed out. Her words faltered as I licked and nipped my way down her collarbone to the scoop of skin above her breasts.
"I have fantasies about what I want to do to you against this door.
Christina Lee
#62. Her curvy hips and small waist, her perfectly sized breasts and round ass are imploring me to corrupt every inch of her. Her decadent body was built to be fucked in the most scandalous and wanton ways imaginable and I'm just the man to do it.
Ella Dominguez
#63. Sex is natural." He trailed one finger down the valley between her breasts to her navel, making her stomach muscles jitter in response. "And fucking beautiful." His clear blue eyes held hers. "Now, forget everything else," he said, "And Get. On. That. Bed.
Kitty French
#64. Sometimes I got so bored of trying to touch her breasts that I would try to touch her between her legs, a gesture that had a sort of self-parodying wit about it: it was like trying to borrow a fiver, getting turned down, and asking to borrow fifty quid instead. These
Nick Hornby
#65. The heat building inside her burst into flames.Her ass clenched,her breasts tightened into sensitive buds and she felt her pussy cream right before him.
Laura Wright
#66. her body moving steadily with his, not a bit of self-conscious shyness or reservation in her movements. He ran his hands over both her breasts, sat up and took one hard nipple into his mouth.
Jennifer Ryan
#67. Quit staring at my breasts," she hissed with a soft stomp of her heel.
His gaze flashed to hers.
"Why? They're mine.
Katie Reus
#68. Getting ready: the show girl scratches her breast and shakes out her feathers.
Mason Cooley
#69. The pinup girl, Betty Grable, sprayed her bare butt and breasts with hairspray until they were wet. That way the top and bottom of her swimsuit
stayed glued where she wanted. Hairspray inside your high heels works the same way.
Chuck Palahniuk
#70. You, Declan, are sexy as hell."
He leaned in and kissed the top of her breasts. "And how sexy is that?"
"Think of the heat down there in hell. You are seven times hotter than that.
Carolyn Brown
#71. She didn't want to run, period. It made her breasts feel like they were going to detach from her body.
Rainbow Rowell
#72. He stared at her breasts incredulously, but not with lust. "For the love of Freya! You wear Ruby's strange undergarment. Lingerie, methinks she named it."
"This is not my mother's bra." Rain clamped her jaw shut defiantly, then demanded to know, "How did you ever see my mother's underwear?
Sandra Hill
#73. No sane woman would injure her breasts and still want the stigma attached to rape.
S.A. David
#74. Her breasts have a soft expanding look about them, like rising bread.
Alissa Nutting
#75. One shorter woman had written 'Gymnast' and another had written 'Mareen Biologest'.
Ten bucks said that she wasn't one - those bif fake breasts would make it impossible for her to stay under the water.
Jessica Clare
#76. With her waiting she had lost the strength of her thighs, the firmness of her breasts, her habit of tenderness, but she kept the madness of her heart intact.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
#77. Her breasts were showing and Mr. Player, who was a very strong Quaker, didn't think that was quite proper.
Ian Fleming
#78. I reached out a hand, and touched her. Her body was hard, and slim, and lithe, and her breasts felt like breasts that Gauguin might have painted. Her mouth, in the darkness, was soft and warm against mine.
People come into your life for a reason.
Neil Gaiman
#79. Her corset dropped to the floor, and he swept his hands up to cup her breasts. I'm just ungentlemanly enough to prefer a woman's real flesh, Angel. I like the softness, the fullness of it. If I wanted to feel whalebone, I'd fondle a whale.
Sabrina Jeffries
#80. How do I know Michael hasn't met some other girl?
Some Floridian girl, with long,sun-streaked hair, and a tan,and breasts? Who has access to the Internet and isn't cooped up in a palace with her crazy grandma,a homeless,Speedo-wearing prince and a freakish,hairless miniature poodle?
Meg Cabot
#81. He's probably out there in the hallway right now, composing bad poetry in his head." Michi cleared her throat, her voice taking on a breathless lilt:
"Pale Fox's Daughter,
Her cherry lips haunt my dreams.
Something, something, breasts ...
Jay Kristoff
#82. She Knows three things:
(a) that men are less treacherous than women;
(b) that they never notice what a woman is wearing because
they're always mentally undressing her,
(c) that as long as you've got breasts,thighs,buttocks and belly in
good trim, you can conquer the world.
Paulo Coelho
#83. She held her shoulders straighter, and her breasts were bold.
Ross Macdonald
#84. A fugitive paradise smiles at him from her eyes: He dreams of her beauty made for ever his, He dreams of his mastery her limbs shall bear, He dreams of the magic of her breasts of bliss.
Sri Aurobindo
#85. Your pleasure belongs to me." He tugged her hair again and let his free hand find one of her breasts, twisting it and making her writhe. "Bend over. Grab your ankles.
Lexi Blake
#86. She started it," Briec stated before holding his "perfect" daughter out to Talaith and announcing, "She
looks to need nourishment. Unleash your breasts for her.
G.A. Aiken
#87. The newborn has only three demands. They are warmth in the arms of its mother, food from her breasts, and security in the knowledge of her presence. Breatfeeding satisfies all three.
Grantly Dick-Read
#88. She took his hands in hers and placed them on her breasts. They ache a bit, you know. After all, they've been penetrated by two hundred and forty tiny titanium pellets. Like asteroids and a cosmic dust shower.
David Cronenberg
#89. I could feel her breasts up against my stomach. I wanted a beer real bad.
Haruki Murakami
#90. Heinrich Heine so loosened the corsets of the German language that today every little salesman can fondle her breasts.
Karl Kraus
#91. Her figure wasn't bad. Maybe a little round at the breasts and hips, but she was a woman, damn it, not a stick figure.
L.E. Harner
#92. She was wearing a sleeveless top that held her breasts in the most marvelous way, the balance between what it revealed and what it left to the imagination as poetic as a Shakespearean sonnet.
E.E. Giorgi
#93. No armor. No buckles. Only a few layers of cotton and ten feet of parlor separated his mouth from her breasts.
Meljean Brook
#94. Lisa's head was tilted back and she was staring at the wall with her mouth open. "It's . . . beautiful," she whispered, touching a slender hand to her breasts.
"It's graffiti," Rigg said flatly.
Lisa shook her head in awe. "And it's beautiful."
Rigg peered up at the wall. "Huh?
Ash Gray
#95. The first thing men notice about a woman is her eyes. Then, when her eyes aren't looking, they notice her breasts.
Conan O'Brien
#96. Warmth pooled in her belly, and spiraled through her body. Her breasts, her abdomen, her knees. Her knees? She'd never really had an orgasm in her knees before.
Meg Benjamin
#97. He led her to the bedroom, he took off her clothes, without a word, in the manner of an owner undressing a person whose consent is not required. He clasped the pendant on her shoulders. She stood naked, the stone between her breasts, like a sparkling drop of blood.
Ayn Rand
#98. I lay down across her with my face in her breasts and my hand on her. We lay there without moving. But under us all moved, and moved us, gently, up and down, and from side to side.
(Pause. Krapp's lips move. No sound.)
Past midnight. Never knew such silence. The earth might be uninhabited.
Samuel Beckett
#99. Chris's tongue traced a path of fire down Tia's neck. His hands sought her breasts, kneading the soft flesh.
Karen White-Owens
#100. Dark brown nipples and perfect, pert breasts just a little more than a handful. Her abdomen was flat and toned, as if she worked out or ran. "You are built for sin," he murmured, looking up at her as he spoke.
Katie Reus
