Big Nipple Stories Novels & Stories

Quite a contrast with her fair skin. She was also wearing a pair of shorts popularly known as " bum shorts" under the T-shirt. " Do you like it?" She asked. I nodded as I was lost for words. " My nipples are naturally long and hard as they are right now. My mother claimed that she made them this way as she always love to pull them when I was young but I don't believe her because I couldn't recall anything like that. Wanna touch?" I nodded again. " In that case I still need to bolt the door."

Christ, it’s goddamn large:swollen to bursting, areola the size of a silver dollar, dark and puffy, nipple fat and erect, leaking a pearly bead that rolls down the curve like liquid sin. Her manicured fingers are milking herself in slow, rhythmic squeezes—squelch-squelch-squelch—milk jetting into a crystal bowl in thin, high-pressure arcs. Pssst-pssst-pssst. The bowl’s half-full, swirling with a faint blue tint—some OnlyFans lactation supplement, no doubt. Chat’s exploding: “SQUIRT IT IN MY MOUTH MOMMY” “$500 FOR A PRIVATE MILK BATH”.

My nipples are peaked like they’re reaching out for the only man my body seems to want. “Good. Now touch your breasts, Killer, twist those nipples and pull just like I do. Make it hurt just enough so I can hear those little moans you do.” My first instinct is to tell him where to go but I’m alone and no one can see me; it's almost like I can pretend this hasn’t happened. No one needs to know that Gideon is my guilty pleasure; that's the only reason I reach up and pinch my left nipple between my finger and thumb. I twist until my back arches off the seat and small moans roll past my lips. I can hear Gideon making soft mumbling sounds but he’s too far away for me to truly hear him.

Why hadn’t I noticed that before? The feel of my nipples hardening in response to my body’s discovery that my boarder was a sexy hottie reminded me that I was wearing a flimsy tee shirt with no bra. I quickly pulled my knees to my chest and rested my chin on them. “I never was able to figure out where that damnable vampires turning into bats story came from,” he said, mindless of my nipple dilemma. “Braham Stoker, I believe,” I mused as I sipped my cooled coffee.

Slut! Shameless thing! It is really heartbreaking that most of the junior students look up to this tramp. Christabel, stop whoring around! Aren't you scared of getting pregnant at this your young age? You know how the society frowns at teenage pregnancy. This is just a friendly advice o. Y'all should stay tuned for more trendy news in CROWNSTAR HIGH SCHOOL. More news like this coming up soon. Yours truly, Anonymous. I didn't know who wrote this, but I must commend the person. Now, let's see how she would walk around the whole school.

“Your mouth feels like heaven. Suck it like you were born for it.” My nipples were crazily hard and I wish one of them could bring out my breasts and suck the hell out of them. Just as I thought of it, Wes grinned like a devil and punched two new holes over my tits with his car key which he pulled out from his breast pocket. “These pretty tits need some love too.” He shoved his big hands through the new openings and grabbed my breasts roughly, squeezing hard while his thumbs flicked and rolled my two nipples at the same time. “Fuck, her nipples are rock hard,” he groaned. Pinching them while I gets fucked heightens the tension in my body.

Although nervous, she gathered enough courage to ask “Nipple clamps, how do they work??” “They're like pins applied to a person's nipples to pinch or squeeze them and may sometimes be tugged on or yanked off by their dominant to cause pain” “Does it hurt??” She pried further with a grimace already on her face. Damon shrugged and said “A little, depending on the person's pain tolerance” “How little??”

“The coffee is gonna burn your skin,” Mr. Enzo mumbles, eyes on my soaked shirt… My breasts. I'm wearing a thin cotton bra beneath, the kind that only straps your boobies to press in your nipples… but what if your nipples are too hard and aroused for it? ‘Oh, fuck.’ I feel the small nuts growing, feel them perk up to kiss the hot brown fluid plastered on my chest. Feel them tingle when they should ache… ‘Pick up your damn brain, Isla!’

In the last few months, I cut down on nursing, leaving my breasts feeling sore and engorged constantly. “I think it’s a joke. Who has wet nurses in this day and age?” she laughed and rolled her eyes. “But in this part of the world? Rich people do weird shit,” she whispered as she picked up her phone. “The curiosity is killing me. So, I’m going to call and see what the fuss is about!” “Lucy, no!” I hissed as she dialed the number. I reached over to snatch the phone, but she turned away and put distance between us.

"No... please tita, spare me, please." I pleaded repeatedly to the woman in front of me, hoping that she would release me from her hold. But instead of pity, she just laughed as if she was enjoying my begging. "No.. no.. no baby boy, your mother already paid me, so it's only right that I make the most of what she paid for," she grinned at me while slowly taking off her bra. As she finally took it off, her huge breasts came out, which I thought could reach her belly button. It sagged, but what really disgusted me was her extremely dark nipples. It looked like the typical breasts of old women, which is one of the things I fear.