I was with a woman about a year ago who had tiny little titties with GIGANTIC NIPPLES. We met while having coffee at a Starbucks where we just happened to strike up a conversation while waiting for our coffee.
We sat and talked for over a half-hour, when we somehow got into a conversation about how difficult it was for her to meet men. She commented that it may be due to her being flat-chested. I told her how attractive I thought she was, and said that it's not how much you have, but how sensual you are to enjoy what you have. She said she'd never been married, and hadn't had a boyfriend in years. I told her that she is very attractive to where men just assume she's attached or married, as she wears a ring that looks like a wedding band from a distance.
It got to a point to where I found myself fixated on her beautiful eyes and nipples poking through her shear white sweater, as she was wearing a training-bra, that just wasn't enough to keep nipples as large as her's under control. The more she noticed me staring into her eyes, the harder and more erect her nipples got. It got to a point where she became uncomfortable as she knew they were now out of control, and there was little she could do about it, making her just a little cranky.
I sensed that she was getting extremely turned-on, feeling awkward about her nipples which by now were rock-hard. I leaned over and whispered to her that it might be a good idea to continue our conversation somewhere more private, as people walking by were starting to notice her GIGANTIC ROCK-HARD NIPPLES bulging through the front of her sweater way out, or she might want to go in the rest-room to relieve the swelling with warm water.
She sexily leaned over and whispered in my ear, that the last thing she wanted was for the swelling to go down, and invited me to her car. She apologized about having to come out to her car. She said that she has to be careful because when she gets aroused, as she has no control as the harder they get, the more sensitive they are. She said that they really hurt sometimes, they get so hard.
By this time the parking lot was empty as the store had closed an hour earlier. With it being just us there, I leaned over and gave her a kiss which seemed to relax her. I kissed her again, which made her pull away. I asked her if anything was wrong. She said that she was really getting turned-on and her nipples were really starting to bother her from the sensitivity of being so erect, saying she was starting to feel really strange.
I asker her if it happens often. She said this was the most intensity that she'd ever experienced. I asked her if she felt uncomfortable talking with me about it. She said she was very comfortable with me being understanding as to what was going on with her, which was what was really turning her on! She said she never thought she'd ever have such an honest and direct conversation with a stranger, which in the beginning made her nervous, then feel very relaxed, to now where she's so excited she's ready to explode!
I noticed that she was starting to get even more cranky, so I asked to expose her enourmous nipples, which I knew she couldn't wait to show me. She looked up to see that there was nobody else around, and anxiously pulled up her sweater having to pull the front of it way out uncovering her gigantic. I told her that they were the most beautiful breasts I've ever seen (which they were), putting a smile on her face.
I asked her if she'd like me to pleasure her nipples to ease the swelling. She wasted no time climbing over the seat onto my lap, putting one in my mouth while shaking uncontrolably. It was so hard, warm and sensitive that when I began sucking on it, she jolted back, pulling it quickly out of my mouth. I asked her if I was sucking too hard, she said that she started feeling very strange, like she never felt before.
She said that she was feeling light headed and somewhat numb, except for her nipples that were just begging for more attention. When she climbed off my lap, I noticed that the front of her jeans was soaking wet. She was very embarrassed when she noticed it, thinking she had wet her pants. I explained to her that she hadn't urinated in her pants, but had most likely climaxed. She said that she gets wet when she gets turned-on, but had never gotten to the point where it was running down her legs before. I told her that there's nothing wrong with her, but that she's one of the fortunate few women who experience orgasms of this intensity, and that it's a special gift that she should enjoy with someone special who understands, and knows how to pleasure her to the fullest.
By this time she was so confused about how aroused she was, that I suggested that we go to my place, which she anxiously agreed to. When we got there, I held her for a while to comfort her. Her rock-hard nipples against my chest was all it took to get me turned on to where pleasuring her was all I could think about. I removed all her clothes and put them in the wash so she wouldn't leave with a giant wet spot on the front of her jeans.
I touched her very softly, and then put my mouth over one of her nipples. She pushed me away shivering, saying that she needed a towel under her, as she knew that she wouldn't be able to control herself if we continued. I got a towel and continued sucking on her ENORMOUS nipples, stimulating her clitoris and penetrating her with my finger. She had one orgasm after another for several hours, as I kept her stimulated to a point to where she started hyperventilating during her orgasms. I slowed-down, having her breath into a paper bag to keep her from passing out, as her orgasms were so intense. We fell asleep, awakening the next morning exploring for hours before her leaving later in the afternoon.
I never did see her again, but I'll never forget the intensity of the pleasure we shared together.
If you're a MATURE FEMALE (of any legal age) and have nice breasts with large sensitive nipples begging to be pleasured, let's talk and make a connection.
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