Soft Skin Attraction

Once of the reasons why men love women and why men love to see them naked is the softness of their skin. Not all women have soft skins. The world of branding and advertisements have glorified her softness in nature and in terms of their skin so much that men would like to to see them always  soft especially their skin.

While no one can deny how tough they are with their strong will, we can never deny that  their skin is softer comparatively. Men have special attraction towards that.

Take for example how many young men love to see their soft boobs jumping out of whatever clothing they use to cover with. How many videos are posted which were shot with some candid cameras. As long as the softness of women's skin is a thing of beauty, there will always be prying eyes and cameras  following them.

Just take the case of  men's addiction to touching, caressing and even squeezing the soft parts of women's body.  There is so much activity centred around the softness of their fleshy skin.

As long as there are men to enjoy there will be women who will be proudly posing their nudity especially their supple, soft and abounding skin.

How men and women think

It is quite interesting for men to know that women's way of thinking is diametrically opposed to men's thinking. If you are still a novice in this perhaps, it would be nice to read the book, "Men are from Mars and Women are from Venus," by John Gray.

It is said that men think using mind's logical framework; while women think more from the heart. Women have the ultimate joys in fulfilling men's needs; whereas men want to ultimately fulfil their own ideas fondly fashioned whimsically sometimes.

The way each looks at the body of each other is yet another intriguing topic. Men's adulation for women especially beautiful girls with good physical assets is well known. Men have fought wars that simply revolved around one woman who was looking beautiful. Here is the beautiful poem written by Christopher Marlowe explaining the sweetness of Helen for whom the great city Troy was brought to ashes.

"Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships,
And burnt the topless towers of Ilium?
Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.
Her lips suck forth my soul: see where it flies!
Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again.
Here will I dwell, for heaven is in these lips,
And all is dross that is not Helena.
I will be Paris, and for love of thee,
Instead of Troy, shall Wittenberg be sack'd;
And I will combat with weak Menelaus,
And wear thy colours on my plumed crest;
Yea, I will wound Achilles in the heel,
And then return to Helen for a kiss.
O, thou art fairer than the evening air
Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars;
Brighter art thou than flaming Jupiter
When he appear'd to hapless Semele;
More lovely than the monarch of the sky
In wanton Arethusa's azur'd arms;
And none but thou shalt be my paramour!"