Novel & Cerita Nipple Slips

“S-stop it, stop it . . . ” “ . . . there’s also Jenny Tillman. You know, the senior who wears the purple eye shadow an the short skirts all the boys like? She pretends she’s really dumb cause when she shows her smarts, her trailer-trash mommy beats her cause she’s worried Jenny is smarter than she is. Then there’s Billy Hopkins,” Bob counted each child’s name off his blue, worm-like fingers, “the fat kid with the black hair an all the pimples? That kid watches way too much Internet porn for his own good.” Bob smirked, twirling a furry finger next to his ear. “He’s a sick puppy, Carolyn. Make sure you don’ bend over to pick up nuthin around him cause he’ll get an eyeful of yer a . . . ”

My hands slip under her T-shirt, fingers gliding up her spine. One hand moves to her belly, then travels up. When I reach her breast, I find a hard nipple—fuck, she’s not wearing a bra. My cock twitches painfully at the discovery. I cup her breast, squeezing gently. A moan escapes her lips, her head resting against my chest.

My nipples tightened as my forearm brushed against them. I slipped my fingers beneath the waistband of my underwear. The fabric was soaked. My fingers slid through wetness immediately…hot, slippery, thick. I pulled my hand back for a second and looked at my fingertips in the dim light. They were glossy, coated in my own slick, strands of it stretching between my fingers.

Will moves closer and slides his finger down the side of my body, making the curve of my breast and I let out a low sigh, slowly he moves his finger up to go around my nipple and I take a deep breath. With care, Will holds the small object against my nipple, fitting the metal circle tightly around the tip, and I shiver at the cold touch. As I was paying attention to Will's movements, I didn't notice Nick approaching from the other side and the next thing I knew, he had placed the same sticker on my other nipple.

She came up laughing and sputtering water and wiping her eyes and hair back. My eager eyes quickly saw her bra had slipped down completely and I saw both of her unobstructed breasts with the rosy pink nipples standing at attention. Like hard marbles on very puffy areolae. She had more going on upstairs than I had imagined. Again, she seemed to take her time pulling up the bra. I just couldn't figure out, was she just unconscious about her bare chest, or was she teasing me. Of course this time I did my best to look up to her face and congratulated her on her excellent backflip.

So sweet and so tender are your lips, I get lost in the feel of my tongue gently sliding between them as your own tongue gently dances with mine. Reluctantly I take my lips from yours and move my fingers over your neck and throat. So gentle yet firmly that I can feel each breath you take, and I can see you smiling under your closed lips. I slide my hands down across your shoulders and the top of your chest. I notice a small skip in your breathing as I come closer and close to your breasts. I slide my left hand down between your beautiful breasts and notice that your nipples are so hard they are about to scream for attention. I cup your right breast in my big right hand and hold it up, so the

The dress I was holding was still tightly pressed against my chest, but while I sucked his fingers, I felt the dress slowly slip away from my body. I didn't feel the need to protest as I was engrossed with what I was doing. Just then, I felt his hands go around my bra, just a little tug from him, and I found my bra slipping away from my chest. The moment it was gone, the next thing I felt was something cold, grazing my nipples. I flinched that instant, but didn't stop what I was doing. I slowly peered down at my chest, and there he was, circling his tongue around my nipples. It felt so cold that it made my whole body trigger every passion.

This was twisted! Rose continued to lift the slip up over her breasts while she lay semi-upright on the bed. She hesitated for a split second and then quickly pulled up on her slip and let her bare breasts spill out into the night. They were fantastically round and firm, and I could see in an instant where Sierra got her body. Rose's nipples were tied up in tight little knots, and her movements caused them to sway like buoys on a gentle mammary sea. Sierra and I both stared, hypnotized by the magnificent view, while Rose lifted her slip over her head and off.

Cool air from a slow-turning ceiling fan washes over my exposed breasts, making my nipples hard and leaving small bumps on my skin. Crazed with lust, he pulls me close to him, savagely kissing my lips. He kisses me long and hard. Still locked in a tight embrace, he slides my cotton blouse over my shoulders and lets it fall to the floor. He fumbles with his belt sending his pants sliding down his legs, stepping out of them just as my skirt drops next to them

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?”