Braless Blog

I was driving down the road yesterday in my rusty Yugo, belching oily exhaust and trying to kill as many trees as possible, when I nearly had a head-on crash with a gal on a bicycle. She was fully equipped with a day-glow orange helmet, an LED light on her handlebars, and the fancy zip-up jerseys that you see everyone wearing these days. The funny thing is, she had that jersey unzipped halfway to her bellybutton, her boobs were spilling out, and it was quite distracting.

And I realized: this is actually a thing.

Biking boobs! A new fetish for me to, umm, enjoy!

Yes, I’ve certainly dabbled in the art of the downblouse before. It can be so yummy to enjoy a peak down a busty lady’s shirt. But this is kind of taking it to a whole different level, or at least a whole different direction.

Watching those sweaty boobies wobble to and fro while your favorite cyclist is hunched over the handlebars is mighty fun.

And like everything else these days, chicks are trying to make a living unzipping for the camera. Social media posts are blowing up when these gals grin at the camera and snap a selfie with their perkies poking. Other women are jealous, and can’t leave it alone. And guys like up click and until our clicking fingers are numb.

All in all, I think it’s a great way to turn a kind of boring sport into and excellent perversion-fest.

Occasionally you can find some wanton woman enjoying her bike ride just like nature intended – unfettered by a bra, and with those boobs deliciously unbound. Who wants to squash their boobies up in a sportsbra? Nope, not you and I. Screw it ladies, let’s slip into one of those sexy, silky jersies with no underwear or bra. And make sure your nipples are visible. And make sure that jersey rides up into the crack of your butt, and gives you a pretty soft, solid cameltoe.

Because I’m so damn awesome, I actually dug up the “old” braless bicycling video I posted to youtube awhile back. In four years, it has received around 180k views. In this case, the emphasis is on “braless” rather than biking, as this girl (with some truly ginormous knockers) isn’t exactly a world-class cyclist.

I actually got a notice the other day that youtube took down one of my videos called “braless walk”. Zero nudity, nothing raunchy, just somewhat provocative. So click the thumbs up and enjoy it while you can, who knows how long videos like this will stay up.

And after the embedded video, I’ve attached a handful of other biker babe photos. Cause I’m actually too lazy to annotate or describe them, but none of us are too lazy to enjoy them 🙂

[what do ya know, youtube nannies deleted my video!]

Update:

This cute little blondie sure does seem proud of her boobs considering how she is standing. She is thrusting those pokies out like they are the crown jewels. Now, come to think of it, they sort of are. Maybe she has ridden that bike around enough to get sweaty, and then her nipples have started poking through her wet shirt, as those nips tend to do.

Wowzers. I’m sort of glad this is just an average, run of the mill bike with no suspension. Because when busty Kelly hits a pothole, I want the full shock of that collision to bounce those beautiful big boobs everywhere. I’m fretting and worried that her cleavage may actually spill out of that red dress. Wouldn’t that be a darn shame? I understand that in this red dress and all made up, it’s a bit of a stretch to classify this under “sports pokies”, but the bike is there, and the bike seat is jammed up in her crotch, and I can’t necessarily think about anything else at this time.

As you can probably notice right away with this photo, we may have some nice big round boobies, but the elephant in the room here is the upskirt. I love how she has those legs spread wide open, and her crotch grinding on the bike seat. The boobs, at this point, are nothing but a very nice bonus. If you stare hard enough and long enough, and I know you are, you may notice some pokies in that white tanktop. I’m not a fan of the visor, but I’ll get over it.

More cyclist selfie cleavage. I guess this is the thing now? Look, if I had an instagram account and I had boobs I would be doing it too. Well, I mean, I have boobs, but they are man boobs, and I’m talking about woman boobs.

Update 2:
There is a lot to take in here. The handbra thing is made difficult when you have hooters as massive as this gal. She is perched on this exercise bike, and the seat is rammed so far up her butt that we can practically smell it. All of this perfectly presents her little mound for us to stare at, with her flawless legs spread ever so slightly.

Aly Raisman is (obviously) a hot gymnast who bounced to fame in the London Olympics in 2012. She had some trouble with a creepy doctor, and became a bit of a spokesperson for the feminist movement. She also doesn’t mind posing nude, was that for Sports Illustrated? By the way, she has 2.3M followers on Instagram, so I guess you could say she’s popular. Rather curvy, but difficult to find those pokey pics of her.

Although I’m too fat to run, I at least appreciate running. And especially women who run… and get sweaty… and have nipples poking out of their sportswear. Seriously, one Saturday morning when you’re feeling less lazy, set your alarm and climb out of bed and go check out a local 5k run. The chicks love to huff and puff and weeble-wobble through the 5k’s. It makes them feel like they are accomplishing something, and leaves them feeling less guilty about stuffing their face with carbs and hamburgers later in the day.

It’s not uncommon to see incredibly hot beach volleyball chicks with pokies. Obviously it’s a hot, sweaty exercise. A sportsbra or a bikini top gets a little wet, those boobies get jiggled a bit, and BAM here come the pokies.

I can’t go to swim meets. Seeing chicks in those super-tight swimsuits, and knowing they are all wet and have nothing on underneath gives me the shivers. Last time I tried this, I ended up humping a trash can in the lobby of an artsy-fartsy YMCA. You would think these swimwear manufacturers would know to double up on the material in the crotch and nipple areas to keep the goods from showing through. Maybe they do, and babes just keep buying cheap Chinese knockoffs.

Occasionally those knockout crossfit gals pop up in their tiny sportsbras with their washboard abs and their inflated boobs and they make me sick. By sick I mean aroused and panting. It wasn’t that long ago that I did the post about hardbodies. You might think I have a thing for muscular babes, but really I appreciate allll shapes and sizes.

No post talking about sporty chicks and boobs is complete if you don’t cover tennis. Ana Ivanovic, Jennifer Capriati, and Martina Hingis have been known to smuggle a few raisins in their shirts. I can’t imagine trying to coach a hot chick who bounces around on a court all day in a short skirt and her nipples poking out. It would be a recipe for disaster, likely to end up with me trying to get crusted on kleenex scratched off various parts of my body.

I’ll leave you with a random gymnastics babe who is certainly not contained in a bra and just might have eaten a camel toe for breakfast. Also while I’m at it, a perfectly timed shot of a volleyball goddess hitting a serve at the top of her jump, with her pokies highlighted like she’s standing in a perverted spotlight.

Other swimmer pokies.
A very tightly stretched sportsbra.