Elizabeth Montgomery Nipples Novels & Stories

This was what she'd chosen. Her nipples puckered as he swept his thumbs over them. "Nice firm breasts and see how responsive these nipples are?" She squeaked her distress as he pinched down on the tender buds, squirming but managing to otherwise hold still. They swelled between his fingers, defying her embarrassment and pain, her pussy pulsing between her legs. When he released them, turning back to the vidcams recording the two of them, Matilda wrapped her arms around herself under her breasts, cradling them as she tried to soothe her poor nipples with her hands.

It is all fake! Elizabeth must get up at the crack of dawn every day to quietly stuff cotton into her plus-size bra. No one knows this kind of vain girl better than me! What a shame! I was so close to stripping her naked in public just now! I almost took her bra off to let people see her flat chest! She will not be so lucky next time! I will definitely strip her naked and tie her to the trunk of a tree in front of the school. I will make everyone who passes by see her naked!

“Eyes up here, mister. Not the boobs, but the face, clear?” “Can I look at both?” The days of waiting on Waylen to permit me to touch her had passed. The only thing we weren’t doing was fucking. Right now, I wanted to feast my eyes on her pretty tits. “My love?” “Fine,” Elizabeth grumbled. But her lips twitched. She whipped her hair, causing her breasts to bounce in the process. I tried to alternate between her face and chest but gave up quickly. I wanted to look at only the boobs. Laughing, she said, “Night, Malik.”

escaped her mouth as she closed her eyes. Encouraged by her passionate groans, Ray used one hand to unhook her top. It sprang off of her torso like a coiled spring. Her white flesh was fully revealed. Her erect, pink nipples freed at last. Liz's huge tits sat high on her chest, still perky and dewdrop-shaped. Ray quickly scooped up each breast and continued his massage.

I drop my hands to the edge of the sweater and I lift it over my head, throwing it to a corner. I'm not wearing a bra. My breasts pop out. Luciano's gaze drops to them. He pinches one nipple hard enough to sting. Pain tangles with pleasure. My boobs are achy, begging to be touched and sucked and fucked. When he moves to the other, cupping it completely with his palm, I moan. I don't think I would ever get used to how sensitive I am, how sensitive I am to his touch. “Fuck, Elizabeth, your breasts… they are so huge,” he remarks, squeezing at them, leaving me moaning uncontrollably. “I can never get enough of them.”

Bullshit. He stepped closer. The gap widened in his mind to a full view. Elena stood in front of the full-length mirror on the closet door, back to him. She peeled the cami over her head in one fluid motion. Breasts spilled free—heavy, round, perfect. Dark areolas wide and puckered, nipples thick and erect. She cupped them, lifting, thumbs circling the tips once, twice. A soft moan slipped from her throat.

Had it been deliberate? Once the last string was undone her bodice gaped slightly. Eithne dropped her hands in her lap, unused to showing so much bare skin to two admiring males. “Satisfied?” she whispered, her cheeks burning. “Show us a little more, Princess,” he coaxed. “You know you want to.” Raising her hands once more she parted the slightly stiff material, exposing her full breasts in their entirety. “Happy now?” she flared. “Look at those rosy nipples, just begging for attention,” Xander said. “Would you like to fondle them, Drago?”

Elizabeth’s smile bloomed, her voice full of affection. The baby, wearing only a diaper, kept staring at her. “Sorry, whose breast milk is this?” one of the nurses suddenly asked in doubt. It seemed impossible for such a young girl to have breast milk. “This is mine, Nurse,” Elizabeth answered firmly. “Your breast milk?” The nurse was surprised. Her two colleagues also turned toward her. “Yes,” Elizabeth replied with a gentle smile. “But… how do you have breast milk?” another nurse asked. “I’m married, and I have a child,” Elizabeth answered softly.

My nipples harden instantly, dark and obvious, big tits straining against the soaked fabric, bouncing with every shocked breath. “What the fuck!” I shriek, trying to cover myself. “You did that on purpose!” Elena steps in close, her eyes darkening as they rake over my chest. “Look at you. So spoilt. So dramatic. You said you couldn’t picture yourself here. Let me help you feel it.” Her hands shoot out, cupping my heavy breasts through the wet shirt, thumbs circling my stiff nipples. I freeze, trembling. “Stop—my parents are right outside—”

Played with her pink nipples and seemed to be challenging Scott to devour them. Lisa closed her eyes, enjoying the wild and passionate kisses and the skillful hands of her lover when stroking, pressing, and squeezing the two B-sized breasts. To be honest, Lisa is quite proud of her breast size, because her breasts look very beautiful and challenging with pink nipples in the middle. Satisfied with kissing Lisa passionately, Scott traced her ears, neck, and chest until he ended up on her breasts. He squeezed his lover's breasts, which looked very beautiful and challenging. Then, sucked and licked her nipples slowly, making Lisa let out a long moan.