I’ve spent some time exploring my own body and things I like, I know which concepts and fantasies turn me on and things I haven’t tried yet but would like. But I also thought that I knew certain things that just weren’t for me. Part of that was extensive nipple play. Now, don’t get me wrong, I love having my boobs and nips played with. It feels so good. But I’ve never gotten a lot of pleasure from it, it turned me on a little but I rarely felt that jolt of pleasure zinging down to my pussy or folding because of it. I was a bit jealous of people who were sensitive and could even cum from it, I just thought that would be something I’d never experience because I’m not that sensitive.

I recently rediscovered the nipple clamps I bought a while ago and tried them for the first time. And while the sting felt good and I enjoyed the pinch, it didn’t drive me wild or made me incredibly wet. It added to my pleasure and I explored the masochistic tendencies a bit more but it didn’t have a grand effect on me or my orgasms. It was fun, I liked it, but it confirmed me in my previous thoughts.

Until last weekend.

I was on top of him, my dripping pussy grinding and rubbing up and down on his shaft. The hard heat against my wetness, pressing and moving along in whatever way made me feel good. His eyes ate me up, roaming my body and searching my face for the pleasure. With every moan and gasp of mine, his eyes drilled into me. His hands roamed my body, my legs and thighs, my ass and hips, grabbing me. And then his hands came up to my tits, pinching my nipples. Nothing new, everything amazing like always. I could feel my pleasure building and my wetness coating his dick, I leaned down to kiss him and duze my tongue with his when he started pinching my nips harder and harder and suddenly I felt hot and mushy and folded on top of him. My arms could barely hold me up, pushing my hands into the pillows. I moaned out and gasped, his fingers squeezing and pinching and I felt hot waves of pleasure roll through my body and crash inside of me. I sat back up, arching, my mouth gaping and releasing pressed breaths and I can’t imagine how scrunched my face must have looked as my hips frantically moved and pressed down on his dick, my climax suddenly so near. And within what must have been less than two minutes I was a shaking, melting mess on top of him, my dripping pussy wetting his lap and my panting in his ears.

My strong reaction encouraged him and he kept going, rolling my nipples hard in his fingers and pinching even harder and another apex built up instantly. And I shattered on top of him again, moaning out my pleasure.

I collapsed, exhausted and spent and surprised by the way my body reacted to this touch. My nips were all puffed up in a way I’ve never seen before and I was so sensitive to touches. His lap was sticky and messy with my wetness, my juice dripping out of me like crazy.

Apparently I am sensitive about nipple play… I just like it rougher… and I’m so grateful to explore it like this… with someone not afraid to hurt me and so eager to please me and give me the highest form of ecstasy with every touch…