Nipple Novels & Stories

I said, doubting the words that came out of my mouth. "No mi amore, it's the left one and do you want to know why? It's because the left breast has a more stronger nerve connection to the brain, making it to be more sensitive." "That can't be true," I said lost as I felt my nipple harden under his gaze. "Do you want to prove me wrong?" He asked as he arched an eyebrow. "Yes." I answered and he smiled. "Challenge accepted." He said and placed his warm lips around my nipples and I moaned in pleasure.

It hаd always seemed that my nipples wеrе connected dіrесtlу tо mу сосk. He thеn gаvе the оthеr nipple the ѕаmе treatment bеfоrе ѕlіdіng hіѕ hаnd dоwn to my bеllу whеrе іt wаѕ ѕwоllеn out just аbоvе mу сосk аnd gave a lіttlе push dоwn, pumping уеt mоrе рrесum оut. Whеn I had fіnіѕhеd thе соkе, hе ѕаt thе саn aside аnd rubbеd my head аgаіn... "Brеаk tіmе іѕ оvеr".

She bit her lower lip, contemplated and finally replied, “Uhm… Nipple clamps?” “I see that you’ve done all your research,” I praised. “That was the surprise?” Judy asked enthusiastically. “You are going to love these, kitten.” I leaned down, my lips closing around one nipple, teasing it with my tongue before releasing it with a soft pop. I moved to the other, repeating the motion, feeling it stiffen further under my touch. Both were now standing at firm peaks, making it easier to proceed. Carefully, I hovered over the first, taking a moment to ensure it was aligned exactly where it needed to be.

The slight droop made it obvious that they were perfectly natural--something Ron had wondered about when he was ogling her in her swimsuit. And oh! those marvelous nipples! The areolae were at least two inches across, dark brown and stippled with a dozen of tiny little bumps. In the center, the same dark brown, rough-textured flesh rose into a nub that was almost the size and length of Ron's little finger up to the first knuckle!

The moment her hands were removed, the two men stared, marveling at the sight. Sure, they had seen many women’s breasts before, and in fact, to them, they were just part of the female anatomy. Nothing more. But with Sakura, her pair of exquisite beauties, the perfect-size mounds of pale, smooth flesh topped with cute pink nipples perking at just the right angle—they were something marvelous.

Shed definitely bite back. I forgot all about the Thompson family as the beauty dropped her top, and I was given a full display of large rosy nipples. The kind you could suck on and not get tired of. Sensitive nipples from the looks of them. The buds were tightly puckered, and the end stuck out at least half an inch. Yeah, the kind you could really get your teeth on.

Then those long, strong fingers are slipping under my sweater, caressing the swell of my breast. “Do you like it like that?” Nathan asks. Then his fingers find the stiff bud of my nipple and pinch, hard. “Or like that?”

he teases. “Says who?” I cock a brow in challenge. “Says these perky little nuggets,” he says and grabs my breasts, his thumb zeroing on my hardened nipples. I gasp in indignation and smack his hands away. “Did you just call my boobs nuggets?” Jace snickers. “No, I meant your nipples. They’re like a pair of tasty nuggets. Or sweet lollipops. I want to snack on them all the time,” he explains and puts his palm back on my breasts again as if it's his favorite stress ball.

The sight nearly knocked the air from my lungs. The flesh was milky and luminous in the dim light, so full and plump it made my mouth water. Her nipple stood out, already pebbled—a pretty, delicate shade of rose pink. It looked impossibly soft, like it would melt against my tongue. Goddess.

It trembled as it got closer to my breast. My nipples were hard little nubs and I couldn’t wait to get his hands on me so I grabbed his hand and pulled it to me. He gasped as he made contact with the cushy warmth of my titty. My nipple poked his palm and I held his hand firmly to my chest. “See, they are way better when they are real.”