Pull on My Nipples...please?

If you pull my nipples the right way, you can make me cum.

I pull them myself at work in the bathroom, in the car, in the park...but it feels totally different when you do it. 

Between your thumb and the the side of your index finger is where they like to be...firm, hard, pulling against gravity in a steady tug that becomes more and more intense.

Twist them a little...please? It goes straight to my clit. Keep doing it and my pussy drips, and starts that tingling, pulsing that I know means you'll have me begging for your cock soon.

Slip your hand inside my top at the movies, pull one of my nipples absent mindedly, and I'm yours. Pull, then let it go quickly and the electric shock makes my pussy jump.

Do it over and over and my panties are soaked.

Slip your hands inside my jacket in public when we greet each other. Swiftly up under my shirt to squeeze my tits. Hard. Then give my nipples a quick, hard tug. Did any one see? I don't care, it feels so good. 

Pull them hard and hold the pressure there just like that. Do it long enough and they get wet. I wonder if you could milk me? It feels like you could. 

Pull on my nipples. Please. I want to cum for you.

Waist Chain

She woke up with the ghost of his cologne on her skin and she played back their movie date from the night before...how he'd sent her to the bathroom to bring him her bra and panties, then put a waist chain on her right there in the busy lounge...the way the center seam of her white jeans settled in and rubbed her clit and the chain dangled over her hip bones as they walked from the bar to the theatre...how he finger fucked her in the crowded parking lot after the movie...how much she wanted to suck his cock in the car.

Slipping on white lacy hiphugger panties and a thin lacy white bra, she fingered the waist chain while looking at it on her body in the mirror..."he makes me feel so sexy."


Conservative dress over top, her long legs aching for his touch, she thinks about needing his cock all morning...then he texts her...


"take off your panties at lunch time and go for a stroll in the Gardens". he says. "put your panties back on when you get back to the office. no masturbating."


She obeys, her pussy tingling, swollen, the summer air teasing her clit under her dress.


The end of the waist chain dangling down the crack of her tight little ass, teasing her with every step.