HappyComeLucky

I love my nipples. I like the way that they look and how they feel. I love how sensitive they are and I love the way that my body reacts to sensations from them.

My man often controls what I may and may not do to myself. I am currently on a touching ban. I am not allowed to touch myself sensually or sexually anywhere from the neck down. I am really missing being able to touch my nipples. I miss access to them even more than touching my cunt.

I often fiddle with my own nipples, especially in the evenings, although sometimes in the car too! I like to brush against them, to rub them and to pinch them and twist them. Each different touch sends different intensities of demands to my brain and my cunt. A gentle touch will make me tremble or shudder. A hard tweak or especially a prolonged twist will make me clench and tighten whilst gasping with need.

I often will focus on my nipples in my ‘me time’. I will build up the intensity and back off, playing at the edge. I can orgasm from nipple play and so edging in this way leads to an intense orgasm when I finally go over the edge.

Right now, of course, writing this post is making obeying his instructions and not touching even harder than before. Right now I am desperately craving both touch and release. I hope that I will be allowed to resume my normal activities soon. If I am, the delights of pegs, clamps and play figure very strongly in my future.

My nipples are beautiful and are even more amazing when they are used to bring me to my knees with need.

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