She took a breath for courage and started in. “So the thing is, I like touching my nipples.”
I said, “Well, that doesn’t sound so unusual.” At the same time I drew a mental picture of my little sister touching her own nipples, and I have to admit that I liked what I saw. “So, walk me through: How do you like it most, and what does it feel like?”
“Jase, this is so embarrassing.”
“I won’t tell. I promise.”
“I like to move my middle fingers around my nipples in circles. After a minute or so I can feel the nipple get stiff, and then it feels so nice to run the pads of my fingers across, and squeeze the tips between my fingers.”
I said, “I love playing with a woman’s nipples,” but after I said it I realized it might have sent a message I hadn’t intended. If Allie found it inappropriate, she didn’t say anything.
“After a few minutes I like firm pressure, my fingertips pressing into me. Sometimes I use my other hand to cup my breast, holding it as I squeeze and probe myself.”
She was idly moving her hands in a demonstration of her words. Over her clothes, one hand was surrounding her left breast while fingers of the other hand circled around the center. There wasn’t much to see since she was wearing a tanktop and bra, but the idea that she was touching herself with me the way she pleasures herself in private was enticing.
“Over there on the table by my bed I keep some hand lotion. I really like putting lotion on my nipples, Jase. With lotion I can press more firmly but my skin feels so soft and smooth. I can go through a lot of lotion in one night.”
“It sounds like it feels great, Allie.” Between the live demonstration and my mental picture she was making me want to feel those nipples for myself.
“After using lotion for a few minutes, my nipples get super sensitive, like there’s a wire between them and every nerve in my body. When they get like this, I like to just barely scrape the tips with my fingernails, back and forth, both at the same time. Even though it’s just the tips of my fingernails making contact, if I close my eyes I can feel this surge in my whole body.”
Allie’s demonstration got more realistic, because as I watched, she closed her eyes and actually scraped her fingernails across her breasts. I could hear the light scratching of her nails on the fabric of her tanktop. She sat wordlessly for a full minute, just this barely perceptible sound audible. Her eyes were still closed and her hands were in constant motion.
Soon enough she spoke again. “I don’t know if this is normal, but if I play with my nipples for long enough, and if I keep them coated with lotion, I can have- I can get myself off.”
“Really? Just from your nips? I’ve never heard of that before. Is it a regular orgasm, like you get from, um, other ways?”
“It’s different, but it’s definitely an orgasm. Touching my nipples makes my whole body aroused. Sometimes toward the end I can stop using lotion and start using, you know, my own liquid.”
Now I had a mental image of Allie running her finger along an aroused wet slit before returning to her breasts. My cock throbbed. I had a strong urge to touch it, but I restrained myself. Instead I said, “Anyone ever lick your breasts?”