We meet for a drink in a quiet hotel bar. I find you sitting at a table in the shadows, back corner of the place. A dim candle flickers at the center of the table. You’ve already ordered my favorite–brandy old fashioned–and are sipping your matching drink. My wrap dress struggles to stay closed, especially with me not wearing a bra at your request. My taut nipples give away my excitement to meet you. Even in the limited light, you can surely see their silhouette, not to mention the peek you’re getting of the roundness of my firm breasts.
You give me that smile. I can see the mischief in your eyes as I sit close to you and lean in to give you a kiss on the lips. You stop short of kissing me and brush your lips on mine, then trace the scent of perfume on my neck while your hand gently brushes against my hard nipple. I gasp in your ear and you graze your knuckles back and forth against my nipple.
“Such a good girl, doing what you’re told,” you whisper in my ear.
The wave of electric desire radiates from my throbbing nipple to my pussy. I instinctually spread my legs and my head drops onto your shoulder. You dip your finger into your drink, push open the top of my dress and trace my areola and nipple with your brandy-soaked finger, softly flicking my nipple, making it stretch and harden even more. I’m soaking wet and resisting the urge to moan and attract attention to our table. I want your mouth on me. I desperately need it. You can see it when I look at you, my eyes begging. You smile that sly smile again, pull my head back and lean in to kiss me passionately, your hand inside my dress playing with, pulling my nipple. My legs spread, dress open to expose my breasts, head pulled back by my hair, surrendering to you.
“Should I invite someone over to lick your sweet pussy?”
You reach down to pull up my dress. I can feel the cool air on my dripping pussy, my clit throbbing as hard as my nipples.
“Please,” I whisper, barely able to speak.
“Please, what, baby? Tell me what you want,” you tease.
I can’t think or speak. “Please,” is all I can say.
You must have already paid for our abandoned drinks because you scoop me up by my ass, not bothering to fix my dress and lead me out of the bar. I’m drunk with desire, relying on you to guide me to the elevators. One opens as if you’ve orchestrated that as well. You have my dress half off of me before the doors close.
You lift one of my legs and hold it up to press your hard cock against my wet pussy, staining your pants with my juices and your precum. We’re like two animals, devouring each other as the elevator doors open. You lift me by my ass again so I can ride you while you walk down the hallway. I can only imagine if we passed anyone what they were thinking. There was no one else in the world. Just you and me, desperate for each other.
You fumble for the key card and open the door, throwing me on the bed as the heavy door slams shut. Before I can do or say anything, you unbuckle and unholster your belt, pulling my arms up over my head and securing them together. Then you open my wrap dress to expose my naked body and undress. You find a small pillow to place under the small of my back, tilting my breasts up toward my head. Silently, maintaining eye contact, you spread my legs and crawl on top of me, placing your thick head on my feverish clit and taking both breasts in your hands.
The first flick of your tongue on my nipple is blinding, making my body undulate, forcing my clit to rub against your precumming head. I moan with each circle you trace around my nipple and shudder every time your suckle. You continue this merciless cycle over and over, my nipples hard, tall, wet from your mouth and raw from your attention, and my pussy dripping down over your balls and my ass with every stroke of your cock on my open lips and clit.
My moans grow louder and more guttural. I can feel my muscles tensing. That buttery warmth flowing from my sexual core, stimulating my body. I’m going to cum. You can sense it. I’m trying to say it but my sentences are cut short by waves of pleasure. You suck harder on my nipples and thrust more forcefully with your cock that is now covered with my juices as if it was inside me.
You stop to whisper a little louder, “cum for me, baby.”
I lose all control, arch my back, moaning as the pleasure spreads through my body. My nipple orgasms are so intense. I’m still cumming, struggling to catch my breath as you unbuckle the belt, move the pillow under my ass, lift my legs and press your thick, hard cock into my pussy.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/iagw13/original_work_nipple_play
Oh dear god this is sexy!!?????to pinch and suck on those perfect nipples ??