Pepperoni Nipple Novels & Stories

I didn't dare look up or complain, I am so sure he knows what he's doing, and if he's trying to get a reaction from me, then he will surely lose. "Do you still have that tee shirt with the inscriptions pink nipples on it? " He suddenly asked breaking off the silence. I stopped twirling the pasta with my fork, I held on tightly to the fork. What was he insinuating. "It matches your tits, you should wear it more. Pink strawberry nipples. I wonder how they taste like, is it like an overipe juicy strawberry? I'm curious, well they look really juicy. " he said as he twirled pastas around his fork, he moaned loudly, shutting his eyes as he chewed on the pasta.

she asked casually as she stuffed her nipple into my mouth. I murmured, "Yes," as my face sunk into the fleshy goodness of her tits. "Then when granny gets horny she wants you to touch her all over and make her feel better. Okay, baby?" "Yes, ma'am," I answered. Grandma's nipples were a particular delight to me. They stood out even when she wasn't stimulated. They were dark and thick with a slight mushroom shape. Her areolas were also dark and wide with edges that revealed goosebumps when she was sexually stimulated. I loved the feel of her nipples between my lips as I sucked gently, releasing them and quickly flicking my tongue around them, as well as licking around the rim of Grandma's are

I felt so sexy because of their reactions. At the sight of my nipples, Vincenzo and Alessandro came towards me, mouths open and eager. They each latched onto a nipple and I squealed. Their saliva on my arching nipples sparked my hormones. Marco ripped off my bikini bottoms from behind. His hand rubbed my lower tummy before descending to my most sacred area. I stiffened. He gently explored my clit and the entire region creating a tickling feeling.

soft moans escaped her lips, her voice a symphony of pleasure that resonated in the room. Encouraged by her reaction, he gradually pulled down her bikini top, revealing her rosy nipples. One of them had already stiffened under his skilled ministrations, evidence of his persistent attention. He was determined not to neglect either of these enticing peaks, shifting his focus to her left nipple which remained soft and tender. After licking, sucking and gently nibbling on it, he coaxed it to stand just as erect as its counterpart. Lifting his head slightly, he admired his handiwork, a satisfied smile gracing his lips.

it was kinna loud I had to give in before he did something worst Yet..on living me, he ran his hand on my nipple The training ware i wore was without a bra..normally And i was so fitting..just like the ones i always ware My nipple slightly showed outwardly but they aren't that visible.. But after what Adrian just did, they were hardening and very visible and were even swallen.. I don't know why but..my nipple has been so sensitive recently and swallen. I moaned in his mouth and left his lips..opening my eyes wide

Positioning her legs on either side of me, I devour her exotic nipples. Damn! I've never felt anything like these puffy tits. I'm used to more conventional nipples that jut out like Jenna's but these babies are amazing. The nipple and areola is just one big bulbous tip on her round breast. I suck the entire thing in my mouth, flicking my tongue across it and trying to distend the little bud that's buried in the middle.

He groaned into my mouth while his hips rose from the bed, our hot cocks slid smoothly against each, causing me to grind my hips into him. My hand reached for the two nipple clamps. I trailed my lips down his hard jaw, licked passed his pouched out Adam's apple which bobbed when he swallowed. I bit his clavicle before sucking on his pulse. His breath came out in pants. My lips trailed lower his surf board chest, passed his sternum, until it came to contact with his pebbled nipple. I latched one hot pebble into my mouth before vigilantly biting on it. His hot cock bobbed between us. I lapped and sucked on the hot nipple until it protruded proud and tall, then attached the clamp on it, screwin

They turn me into their own personal dessert. Marcus starts with warm honey, drizzling it in a slow, deliberate line from the hollow of my throat, between my breasts, over my quivering stomach, and all the way down until the golden stream pools against my swollen clit. Jake follows with thick, glossy spirals of chocolate sauce, circling each nipple until they’re coated and then dragging a heavy stripe right over my puffy pussy lips. Tyler finishes with generous swirls of whipped cream and carefully places fresh, juicy strawberry slices on top of each nipple and one right on the peak of my sensitive clit. They step back for a moment, eyes roaming over their creation.

Her right breast became visible through the lace, with the nipple standing out in the air for a moment before being covered by his lips. His tongue traced a spiral around her right nipple—starting from the tip of the nipple, moving outward in circles, passing along the edges of the areola, along the upper edge of the breast. Then the spiral moved inward again, back to the nipple tip. With each circle, his tongue touched the base of the nipple, where the nerve endings were most concentrated. As his tongue moved over this area, a tingling sensation spread like an electric current from the base of the nipple up the spine, all the way to the coccyx, and then down to the inner thighs.

He twisted a nipple, and my traicherous core immediately clenched in anticipation. I tried to push his hand away, but he twisted my nipple harder, to the point of pain. I whimpered and my hold on his hand weakened. He kept manipulating my nipples, beginning to switch between both boobs until I felt an orgasm coming from just this act alone. I had never imagined that nipple play could bring me, or any woman for that matter to orgasm, but I had learnt to never underestimate Dice's touch. The moment he dipped his head into the crook of my neck and bit my sweet spot sensually, I came apart.