“Women are evil and should be stuffed up chimneys.” This was a favourite catch-phrase of my best friend growing up. Far from a reflection on his sexuality – for, indeed, he loved women – the sentiment was instead founded within his own experiences of relationships (and even the active pursuit of such in the instance of unrequited love) and the negative impact it had upon his other friendships and life in general.
Although I strongly disagree with his broad generalisation of the “fairer sex”, my mate need only take a wander through history to gather support for his claim. Even the religious tradition within which we were brought up largely portrayed women as evil influences. In human form, those “unattached” were oft cast in the role of a seductive temptress endangering one’s faith. In the spirit world, aethereal female entities were most commonly either false goddesses or demons.
Solomon himself, arguably the wisest man of his time and far richer than Bill Gates (having accumulated just under 173,000 gold talents during his reign which would have a modern value of approximately $346,000,000,000US), lost his kingdom when he forsook his faith for the worship of Ashtoreth, goddess of sexual love and fertility, under the influence of his 700 wives (forget the scale of Solomon’s wealth, I’m far more interested in the size of his bed!).
The most notorious demoness amongst our preternatural pantheon is, of course, Lilith. A member of the demonological class known as “lilin”, she is made manifest as a seductive woman with long hair who descends like a succubus upon anyone sleeping alone in a room at night. Bride of Samael and allegedly Adam’s first wife, the nocturnal Lilith flies about as a screech-owl, corrupting her adult victims and killing children who have been “sinfully begotten”.
But, despite all of these negative associations, we, as men (and some women), are inexorably drawn to the erotic allure of the feminine form – the most overtly prominent physical characteristic of such being the breasts. In ancient times, goddess forms were portrayed as having huge, pendulous breasts and those among the living who possessed such “qualities” were considered exemplary of beauty. In our modern world, many still revere the bountiful bosom as an endless source of joy (especially here in Britain).
And who can blame us? The power of big breasts is inescapable and, fortunately for mammophiles like ourselves, there are plenty of resources through which we can harmless indulge in our breast fetish through fantasy. However, nowhere else on the net have I seen a site which elevates breast worship and the female form to such reverential proportions as ikandiweb…
…their ability to invariably capture both the outward and inward qualities of the sublime wonder that is womanhood and then project their models in an almost goddess-like manner, encompassing fantasy and reality in equal measure, is second to none. In their latest update, we at long last get to feast our eyes upon Augusta (whom I’ve been waiting for ever since they’d published their Sundari goddess page on the site).
Although Augusta has smaller breasts than ikandiweb model Joana, there’s something about her that I simply cannot resist. Perhaps it’s the playfulness that she exudes in this photo shoot, taking on the role of goddess as a natural extension to her personality. Perhaps it’s the obvious appreciation that she shows for her beautiful breasts as if blessings to bestow upon us.
Whatever the case, I felt compelled to share the divine Augusta with you today, courtesy of ikandiweb.com:
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