Ashamed of my big titties

My big titties bounce when I walk. They bounce, they jiggle, they nearly burst out of my shirt. So you look at them. And then I feel shame.

I feel shame because you probably think that I want the attention, that I'm seeking it. But I'm not! My titties just do that on their own! I feel shame because when people look at my titties the way you're looking at them now, they think dirty thoughts, and sometimes that makes them uncomfortable. And I don't want you to feel uncomfortable.

But deep down, I feel shame because when you look at my big titties, I like it. I'm so ashamed, so ashamed, but I like it. The way you stare makes me want things, all kinds of things.

I imagine your hands in my shirt, running your big rough fingers over my nipples. I imagine you telling me I'm a dirty little girl, for showing off my body like that in front of you. I imagine you telling me I need to be kept in line.

I'm so ashamed that when I imagine this, I get so hot, so wet, so horny. So ashamed that I am a pathetic slut, really, daydreaming about big strong hands feeling me up. Daydreaming about being objectified. Daydreaming about being someone's toy. Daydreaming about showing you my big slutty titties.