God, I love nipples.
Never has a bunch of nerve-endings been collected so neatly together in one place only to be so frequently overlooked as on the human nipple.
Sure, they have a legit purpose – they can sometimes be used to feed babies. Occasionally they can be used to shock facebook users into pressing the ‘OMG get rid of it I am so horrified’ button. After a lot of experimentation, I can tell you that they can’t be used as an alternative to a fingerprint to unlock the iPhone 5.
But what they can be used for is to push me swiftly over the edge into fairly intense arousal.
Amazing things to do with nipples
Thing number 1: nipple clamps. They don’t always have to be agonisingly tight, although the harsh ones that I prefer tend to be – I like the whimpering, aching noises that guys make when I use them. And I like the tight, harsh sensation when I’m the one wearing them. I like guys to put them on, grin sadistically at my wincing face, then tell me to take the chain in my mouth and hold it still while they fuck me. I like the sensation of extra pinching when my tits jiggle during a hardcore shag, each twitch and movement jolting taut agony directly through my tits.
But they don’t have to be cruel. Depending on how sensitive your nipples are, even gentle pinching and pulling can be amazing – adjustable clamps can be tuned to much gentler squeeze. Perhaps part of the reason I feel that pressure doesn’t matter is that my nipples are so frequently overlooked. And by ‘frequently overlooked’ what I mean is that I don’t have a guy hanging off one of them permanently with wet lips and a hard-on, and I feel like that’s a tragic waste of the sensitive horniness of my nipples.
Thing 2: sucking my nipples while I masturbate. I’m currently in the process of rediscovering mutual masturbation, partly due to exhaustion and partly because the other day I lay on my back on top of a guy, and he used one hand to smoosh my tits while we both masturbated furiously, and it was like a lightning bolt of recognition: hey! I love this! I used to do this all the time! Why the hell has it fallen off my ‘standard moves’ list?
And when I’m masturbating, there are a number of amazing things a dude can do to join in. He can have a go himself, pushing his cock hard into the crack of my arse as he rubs vigorously at it. He can run his hands over me, squeezing and pinching and making horny ‘unngh’ noises. He can whisper ‘good girl‘ type encouragement. He can – OK I might have to go and have a lie down while I think about this one – spank me firmly while I’m rubbing at myself, knickers down just below my arse cheeks and back arched to get my bum high in the air to meet his smacks.
OR, what I was going to talk about before I so cruelly distracted myself: he can suck hard on my nipples.
There’s no more beautiful sight than looking down at a guy giving my nipples some serious love and attention. Closed eyes, wet lips, occasional bites and long sucks. It looks almost as good as it feels, to be honest.
Sucking a guy’s nipples
Are you a dude who likes having your nipples sucked? I promise you, based on extensive research, that you are absolutely not alone. I once slept with a rather spectacular gent who specifically told me to play with his nipples while we were fucking. Rubbing, pinching, sucking, the works. While the angles didn’t always work out, and I had to crane my neck at times to make sure I got lip-to-nipple contact, the effect was stunning, and made me realise that I’d never fully explored just how hot nipple sucking can be for some guys.
Nowadays I’ve learned my lesson: it’s amazingly horny when a guy goes to town on mine, and luckily I can put exactly the same techniques into practice on men who are eager for nipple love too. Lips, tongue, teeth, fingers: anything that pinches or pulls or sucks or bites. As he edges himself closer to the point of orgasm, I suck harder on his nipples, giving them all the attention that they lack while we’re fucking.
I don’t know if it’s the novelty, the view, or the pure sensation, but it’s every bit as good as when he does it to me.
I could go on for longer: the joy of wearing just a t-shirt on a cold morning, and his fingers finding their way to my rock-solid nipples sticking up against the fabric. That moment when I pull down my bra, as the edge scrapes gently against my nipple before it pops out of the cup. The feeling when I’m being fucked from behind, arching my back and angling myself so that my nipples rub gently on the sheet beneath me. Nnnngh.
I’ve just spent the last 15 minutes staring at this blog post trying to come up with a killer final line, but to be honest I don’t think there is one. There’s just me, hungover on the sofa, dazed and horny and nipples getting hard while I write about them, wishing there were a guy beside me with busy fingers and a raging erection.
And warm, wet lips.