Breast Play Stories Novels & Stories

Well, there were some bed scenes on the story she’s reading and they’re quite descriptive of what’s going on between the characters. She ignored his presence and focused on the story. Huh, she didn’t realize reading with just one hand would be challenging. She used her right hand to caress her stomach, slowly inching upwards to her chest. She’s not wearing undies, as usual. Her chest was exposed as she caressed herself according to the female character’s experience. When she played with her beaded peaks, she let out a moan. She has also opened her legs wide, even hooking up the left one over the back of the couch.

Heat she had always craved for as long as she could remember. And Timothy felt the same if the rough hands that hooked behind her knees and spread her wide were an indication. Her already rough breathing turned choppier. "Stop playing and get naked for me," he said gruffly as his hands trailed over body to wrap around her ankles. With a shrug and tug, she took off her bra, then arched her back to give him a full and unfettered view of her ample breasts.

I had two breasts inside my hands, pulling them up and down. Then I started pulling and twisting my nipples between my forefinger and thumb. Now, I want to lift your breast towards your mouth?" I heard him tell me. "Like this?" I told him inside my mind. So, I lifted my breast and started licking and sucking on my breast. "Fuck baby, you look so hot," That's it, princess, now I want you to take your nipple and suck on it hard inside your mouth like your sucking on my cock." I heard him say.

He motioned for me to come closer, and I stood between the two. They caressed and fondled my body, groping my breast and nipples, playing with my asshole and sensitive clit. They each took one of my large double D breasts in their mouth and sucked it. I threw my head back in sheer pleasure and ecstasy as each one of my breasts was being played with, licked, and sucked on at the same time.

Teen son helps relieve pressure from mom’s engorged breasts. SUMMARY: With innocent intentions, Josh offers to help his mother relieve pressure from her swollen breasts after his newborn sister stops drinking from her. See how the two of them deal with the unexpected reactions their bodies have. This is a multi-POV story, switching back and forth between Josh and his mom, Jenni. Note that there are many scenes involving breast milk. All characters in this story are 18 or older. Enjoy.

“Yes, I love it—I love it—” His hand moves up and grabs my breast, rough and greedy. He squeezes hard, then rolls my nipple between his fingers until I’m gasping, squirming. It’s not gentle, and I don’t want it to be. His hands are rough, callused, and they feel just as good as the rope, maybe even better. “These tits were made to be played with,” he growls. “Could fuck you all night and still wouldn’t get tired of touching you.”

Jacob admired her white lacey bra cup and started to fondle and squeez her left breast. Amanda closed her eyes and breathed in and sighed. Laying back into Jacob, she said she never did anything like this. Jacob reached around with his right arm and pulled her bra up over her breasts. This little girl had saucer diameter areolas and fat nipples. Her breasts had that classic wide torpedo shape, like a nude model from the 1950s. Jacob pulled her skirt up and started to rub her pussy, through her panties with his left hand. While holding her and reaching around with his right hand and kneading the front of her right breast.

But that's what happens when you're so desperate to learn every curve, nook, and part of the other person. The sound that comes out of my mouth when his hand makes a grab for my left breast is so foreign that I giggle. He likes this; he's enjoying actually. I rather us being silly in bed than just mechanical and prompt about it. My heart hammers loudly inside my chest as his face lowers to my mid-section. I fear that I might open my lip from all the biting. He has taken an interest in my breasts, flicking and licking. Is so much that I almost push him away but bring him back as his lips close around my hardening tip. For several minutes he stays there, laying between my open legs, bending, s

My fingers trail down to my collarbone, stroking the length, and fondling the hollow. The second hand cups my breast and my thumb crushes my nipple beneath the firm pad. I rock my body like a reptile as I play with myself. My eyes don't leave him for a moment, living for his approval. “I belong to you…” I press my chin to my breast and suck my nipple in my mouth. “Daddy…” The faint taste of his soap lingers on my thick skin and I suck him up, moaning like a whore. My other hand runs down to take the other breast, playing and squeezing and taunting myself. My fingers grab my nipple and I tug, inflicting raw pain on my skin.

Or should I start saying, our bedroom? When we reach the stairs and Nero begins to climb them with me still over his shoulder, I start to worry but in reality I didn't need to. He continues to squeeze and smack my arse as he effortlessly climbs the stairs. I laugh but I'm really turned on. My nipples are hard and feel uncomfortable under my bra. Now that I'm worked up my insecurities have faded a little. I can't wait to take off my bra and let Nero lick my nipples and satisfy me. I hope he enjoys playing with breasts because nipple play is a huge favourite of mine. I don't think I could enjoy sex without it.