Nipple Novels & Stories

Was he not into them much? I received a clear answer when he filled his mouth with my left one. Nipple orgasm was a made-up word to me until my boob entered my incubus’ mouth. In my nipple area, new sexually arousing sensations were building up. Did he have a map of all my nerve endings? Or was he a magnet to every pleasure cell in my body? His wish to make me moan was already coming true as I began to moan softly. It was beyond my wildest dreams that it would happen by having my breasts devoured.

I want to see her lips slowly swallowing my dick and drinking my cum. I touch her thighs and then turn to touch her boobs. Her boobs are naked after I throw her bras away. Her boobs are of perfect size and they are round and will fit in my hands like ripe oranges. Her nipples are as red as I last time saw them. I lean to her end bite her nipples as if I am biting a juicy cherry. I pinch her another nipple and hear her moan uncontrollably. I know this is one of her soft spots. I am turning her on even more and she is trying hard not to moan. I pinch her other another nipple

Mrs Killian’s breasts were pretty large and magnificent, capped by a wide, pale areola and a little pebble of a nipple. “I do,” I said, trying my damndest not to stare. “I probably hit a rough spot that’s been building for a while. As long as it’s just shocks and not a constant pain we can probably go a little heavier and work it out. Just tell me if it becomes constant and throbbing, and we’ll give it a quick break.”

Temptation was a forbidden taste I was ready to devour, if only for today. It was nothing more than an anatomy lesson, I told myself repeatedly as Richard’s mouth latched onto my other nipple, rolling the sensitivity between his teeth until my legs trembled. I caught my breath, my hips bucking slightly as I clamped my thighs together to hold back the wetness pooling between them. “This is the breast, and it is primarily used for feeding infants,” I explained, my voice breathless. “However, many adults enjoy the comfort and intimacy of it as well. Psychologically, it brings back a sense of pure safety, wrapping them in a memory of warmth and nourishment.”

She had no bra on under the shirt. I saw the color of it. Even through the thin cloth I could tell they were not pale. They were a soft, dark pink. The small circles around them were tight from the cold. The nipples themselves were stiff and pushed out. They begged to be touched. My mouth watered so badly I had to swallow. I wanted to lean across this table. I wanted to take that hard little peak between my teeth through the cloth first. Then I wanted to push the shirt up and take the bare nipple into my mouth.

I lifted my gaze over her slightly rounded belly, along the indentation of her navel, and stopped when I got to her big, handful-sized breasts. Her nipples were a deep pink, hard, my mouth watering even more for a taste of her.

Nipple clamps with a connecting chain. Craig cups my left breast. His palm is so warm that the temperature contrast makes my nipple tighten painfully. He rolls the peak between his thumb and forefinger, slow, escalating pressure, and the sensation streaks down to my clit like electricity. “Ahh, yes, yes, Daddy—” He lowers his mouth. Sucks my nipple in, hot, wet, tongue circling the stiff peak, teeth grazing, and the suction pulls blood to the surface, engorging the nipple until it throbs. He releases it with a pop and immediately closes the clamp.

“So I’m making you a new video.” I drag my finger down my neck, carefully following it with the camera, to cup my left breast. The white fabric is almost see-through. “I bought this just for you.” I tug it to the side, baring my breast, and let my fingers linger on my nipple. “I hope you like it.”

Something cold and hard is moving over my shoulder, neck and down to my nipple. Preparing myself for what's to come, I throw my head back and gasp for air as the nipple clamp slowly locks around the flesh. He does the same thing on the other nipple. He backs off a little to watch the emotions run over my face. I am sitting helpless and with a total lack of power; left out to his will and his wishes. The pain in my nipples comes in waves. A new one is hitting me just after the first one has faded away. Focused on dealing with the pain, I chew on my lower lip.

"Your nipples are very sensitive erogenous zones. Do you know what that means? It means that they provide sexual pleasure when stimulated." He then began to kiss her breasts, taking time to tease her small buds with his tongue. Lily leaned against the brick wall behind her, panting from the blissful sensation of such intimate contact. Whichever nipple he wasn't sucking on, he pinched with his fingers to make her whine. He came up and started kissing her, showing her how to move her lips and touching her tongue with his. With their tongues wrapped around each other, he placed his hand between her legs and rubbed her virgin gate w