YoungNhard

28, hockey player, have a weakness for girls that wear push up bras🤫🥴🤷🏻‍♂️
Why bras? Is that really a thing? I guess so..
Backstory: Here it is, the honest details of my guilty pleasure. First real girlfriend I was s**ually active with wore a pushup bra 24/7, only time they weren't packed away in a bra was when she showered and changed. Inexperienced with female tendencies, I found myself very interested in the fact that she would wear the same bra for days at a time without washing them. I started to pay attention to what bra she wore, and get excited by the idea of realizing she would wear the same bra 8-10 days before washing, my heart would race at the though of her boob sweat being soaked up in the satin and padding, her hot t*ts jiggling in the bra and the thought of the straps and bands being stretched out from the constant wear.
We stayed together for 5.5 years, she wore the same 3 bras in this 24/7 rotation for the first 4 years of our relationship. Needless to say, the bras slowly started to wear out, fray, poking out underwires, holes, broken clasp. The fact she was still wearing them would TURN ME THE f**k ON! 😜. Something about f**king her with her t*ts busting out an old/too small/sweat stained/ripped/sew repairs/dingy bra just made me harder than a diamond in an icestorm.
One time I got paranoid that she would eventually throw away these bras and my fantasyland would come to an end so I grew balls and told her my kink I had with them. She didnt really embrace this, but was okay with keeping the bras around but she was getting new ones still.
The last year we were together she would sometimes ask me to pick out a bra for her and I would dig out one of those old ratty white pushup bras from the early years. She would see what I picked and say things like,”You would pick my piece of sh*t bra, this bra needs thrown away,” while reluctantly putting it on for me. That triggered a new kink, her threatening to throw away her bra made me weak in the knees lol.
At the very end of the relationship, one day I got to witness her look through her bra drawer looking for a white bra, accidently grabbing one of the old sh*tty white bras, and then mocking it right to me by opening up a hole in the band with her fingers, showing the hole to me. She ended up ripping the hole bigger teasing me and throwing it in the trash right in front of me, while spewing ironic goodbyes to the bra, while poking fun at me knowing i am dying inside because i wont get to see her wear it again. I kid you not, I c*mmed right in my pants when she did tossed that bra in the trashcan.
I would love to relive some of these days, that is what brings me here. Thanks for hearing my bizarre kink story.