Ok, I’m pretty much a typical horndawg who tends to really get off on breasts and muffs and ass.
But shoulders are nothing to sneeze at.
No, the sight of a pretty shoulder doesn’t get me all hard. But when I’m engaged in sex (rather foreplay or the actual doing it), I spend a lot of time hanging around shoulders. They tend to be so soft, and even when they’re bony, they have a smoothness to the skin there that is kinda wonderful.
I love rubbing my cheek against a sweet shoulder, and giving it gentle kisses and sometimes just giving it a tiny little nibble (when it feels like the right time to do it, which isn’t with every girl and certainly not every time with every girl). Shoulders are deceptie, because they’re kinda of straightline-looking, but they have surprising little curves and bumps to them that are lovely to explore. And every so often they have a scent of their own that’s distinct from any other scent on the woman’s body.