I readied my camera as she got into position. And then she started dancing. It wasn't ah…what's the word? Well, I'll say out loud, it wasn't her busting hip-hop moves.
I noticed how slender and long her fingers were. Her hands touched her hips and moved to her stomach and upwards to her bikini top.
As she made those sensual moves, I took pictures.
She lifted the top a little, revealing the underside of her breasts. She left that part of her body exposed as she walked over to me. I continued to click the shutter with each step.
When she was an inch away from me, she put down the camera. “The next part isn't for recording purposes.”
“Aww, come on,” I smiled. “Only a little?”
“No means no, dear sir,” she replied softly as she got on her knees.
Her hands rubbed against my thighs and slowly went under my shirt. Her hands were cold yet doing a very good job arousing me. She settled at my chest and started to tease my nipples. She grabbed them using her fingers and gave them a little squeeze.
“You're quite good at this,” I complimented her.
“Practice,” she smiled.
She took her hands from my chest. She removed her bra, and damn, those were the biggest breasts I had seen. Her skin was olive, and her areolas were dark brown but her nipples…were black.
“They don't look so good, right?“ She seemed worried that I was frozen.
“Nonsense, you’re stunning,“ I replied.
“Really? My body seems to have a defect, and I'm not proud of it,” she said nervously as her hands covered her breasts. “Besides, clients want girls withRosy Nipples.”
“Well, I want yours just the way they are,” I said as I removed her hands from her chest. “Push out your chest with pride. I, Nick Parker, deem you beautiful.”
She blushed and pushed them towards me, “Here.”
I held her hips, pulled her closer to me, kissed her breasts, and used my tongue to flick her nipples.
She let out a little moan and quickly covered her mouth.
“So they're sensitive, huh?” I said as I cupped her breasts.
She nodded weakly.
“I see.. so what happens when I do this?” Using my thumb, I pushed her nipples inside her.
“Ahhh, mphm,” she suppressed her moans.
What was this? I could get addicted to it.
“Can I be a little rougher?” I asked.
“I…I don't know...they're very sensitive…so I try not to…be hard on them,” she replied. “But a little is fine.”
“Okay then.”
I pinched them and brought her closer to me by pulling on them.
“Ah!” It was a short sharp cry, but it was like music to my ears.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
She nodded and bit her lower lip.