Romans & histoires Miss Rachel Nipple Rings

sound I had heard earlier. We all got down on the floor, scanning it inch by inch. But the smooth surface of the floor was completely bare. There was nothing. As disappointment sank in, I glanced up and my heart stopped. Rachel was wearing a ring on her finger. I recognized it instantly. It was the same ring I’d seen in Trevor’s desk drawer earlier.

And stood up leaving space for Rachel, as she was holding another box. "Well guys... Though I would love to do this, but I am okay if you guys want to ....." She opened and there were bands. Ring bands. The same Russell was looking; the same that Daniel wanted to buy for all. "Mama." Carson gasped. "So... What say...? Shall I or you want to exchange...” She winked and the boys blushed. Everyone was laughing and Rachel put the rings in their first fingers. "I am not putting it in your RING FINGER, for that’s for you guys only. It’s just a little token of love from us." She kissed their hands and they hugged her tightly.

The ache from weeks of denial roared back to life in an instant. As they lay tangled together, sharing sleepy fragments of their dreams, Racheal continued to play with the swollen nipple. She stroked it, pinched it lightly, then rolled the tender bud between her fingers, tugging and twisting with deliberate care. Susan’s nipple hardened instantly under the attention, the bruising making every brush of skin feel electric..sharp little shocks of pain melting into throbbing pleasure that pulsed downward, straight to her clit.

My body rocked with the force, tits jiggling, hands clawing at the pillows. More seniors joined the fray, turning it into a full gangbang blur. Rachel, the busty one with curves for days and long wavy hair, knelt beside me first. Her strap-on was pink and ridged, but she didn't use it right away. Instead, she grabbed my hand, guiding my fingers to her shaved pussy. It was dripping, lips swollen and hot.

I am mesmerized by her full breasts sporting wide areolas and thick, protruding nipples. "Gonna show me what your tongue can do, Brandon?" she asks. "Yes, but first things first," I answer as I close my mouth around her closest nipple. "Mmm yeah," she says, cuddling my head against her chest. I suck her thick nipple into my mouth as I squeeze her other breast. Her breasts are larger than Lauren's but just as firm. "I didn't say you could suck my tits," Rachel says almost indignantly, interrupting my enjoyment. "What?" I ask, pulling my head up to see her smiling face and twinkling eyes. She is such a tease!

No way was I walking around this man’s kitchen with my ass one wrong move from a wardrobe malfunction. Curious now, I dug into the tote for Rachel’s backup outfit. “Oh hell no.” It was microscopic. Sheer black mesh with two satin ribbon X’s where my nipples would be, a frilly ruffle skirt that looked like a napkin, and an attached thong that could double as dental floss. I held it up by the hanger and narrowed my eyes like she might be watching me through a hidden camera. “Rachel. I’m going to murder you.”

Her face was filled with contempt. So, that was it. She saw herself as someone worthy of climbing higher and had worked so hard to ruin my wedding for that delusion. I stepped forward, grabbed the necklace hanging at her collarbone, and pulled off my ring. "The ring I designed personally? I don't think it suits you." "That was a gift from Mr. Stone!" Rachel's face changed as she reached for it, but I dodged her hand. I tossed the necklace and the ring into the trash can beside me.

I smiled through the call, heart racing the whole time. “Do you have the ring?” I asked once Raymond stepped out to take a business call. “I do,” Miles said, his voice softer now. “I picked it weeks ago. It’s not huge. Just something simple.” “That’s all she’ll care about.” We hung up, and I turned to Miranda, who was gluing tiny silk petals to a mason jar like her life depended on it. “Looks beautiful, baby,” I said. She beamed. “Aunt Rachel’s gonna cry, huh?”

I say, pulling out the syringes turned suckers. I drip a few drops of lube in each and place one over her right nipple, slowly increasing the suction by pulling the plunger and then I switch to the opposite side and do the same. Rachelle’s breathing hitches when each one is tightly secured and causes her nipples to become engorged. I walk around Trent and pinch his nipples too before saying, “don’t think you are getting off.” I place a clothespin on each of his nipples and step back to admire my beautiful submissives.

"I think this black velvet design with intricate lace would be better. The material is luxurious, and the subtle sheen will complement our complexions." The sales lady nodded. "Excellent choice Mrs. Blackwood, this design is one of our finest, made from French velvet and Italian lace." I nodded and soon Danielle and Rachel storm into the receiving room, their faces red with anger. Georgina seeing them asked. "Is there a problem?" Rachel's voice trembled as if she was almost about to shed tears."Someone stole my graff hallucination ring!" The graff ring was a $1.5 million diamond encrusted masterpiece, a prized possession.