Emma was thirty-five, single, and a striking strawberry blonde. At this age, her libido was peaking. She was a senior ICU nurse. Her job was, of course, stressful. When off-duty, she ensured that she played hard.
For her first date with Sam, a gorgeous, tall, dark-haired marine biologist, she wore a fairly short purple dress with a plunging neckline. Her tits were larger than average, and her wonderful cleavage was always a great cock magnet. Sam was not exempt from this magnetism. Over dinner, his gaze kept returning to Emma’s chest. The bulge in his jeans was increasingly prominent.
There was great physical attraction, but only moderate initial conversational compatibility. They had different tastes in books and movies. Sam loved sport; Emma didn’t. Their politics were by no means aligned. At times, the chat was somewhat stilted, bordering on difficult.
Nonetheless, after their quality Italian meal, which was accompanied by plenty of excellent Chianti, they returned to Emma’s flat “for coffee.” On the couch, after some very passionate kissing, Sam assertively pulled Emma’s top down to her waist. Emma was content with this, but was not sure at this stage whether she wanted to fuck Sam.
The likely next step was potentially problematic for Emma.
Her tits were gorgeous, and her areolae lovely. However, although she loved nipple play, her nipples were quite inverted, and most guys didn’t know how to deal with this matter.
So, frequently she would be having a session with an attractive guy, enjoying a feel of a new cock, and enjoying the attention her tits were receiving, only to find that the guy was taken aback by the inset nature of Emma’s nipples, and would just avoid them. It was such a treat on those relatively rare occasions when her date would spend time helping them to protrude.
Once they had been pulled out to protrusion, Emma’s lovely nipples were extremely responsive.
Over the years, any guy who spent a little time and effort to gently (initially) ease them out , and make them erect always got his moneysworth.
Sam was clearly delighted with the size and slight heaviness of Emma’s bare tits. He cupped one in each hand, and moved his hands erotically over each breast, skilfully varying the pressure he applied.
Then, to Emma’s absolute delight, Sam commenced some slow , and very crafty work on Emma’s left areola, using his moistened index finger. He went for circular movements, varying the pressure, with an occasional tantalising foray onto the tip of the retracted nipple.
Then, he swapped his index finger for his tongue. Sam spent considerable time licking Emma’s lovely dark pink areola, varying the intensity of his tongue-strokes. Every now and then his tongue would flick across the centre of the areola, grazing the tip of her still largely-embedded nipple - just enough to provoke a gush in her steadily moistening cunt.
Sam advanced his hand along Emma’s thigh, found the moist patch on her panties, and rubbed gently as his lips skilfully encircled the minimally protruding tip of Emma’s increasingly aroused nipple. He applied increasingly firm pressure to her nipple with his lips, and then started to gradually draw the nipple out from its usual inverted state, giving the nipple occasional flicks with his tongue as he drew it out. Emma moaned ecstatically.
Then, once the nipple was protruding a little, Sam took it between his teeth, and steadily applied traction to pull Emma’s nipple out fully, all the while continuing to flick the aroused nipple gently with his tongue.
Gentle perseverance resulted in a beautiful protruding distended nipple. All the while Sam had been firmly rubbing Emma’s aroused cunt through her progressively dampening panties.
Sam repeated the technique on Emma’s retracted right nipple, again using tongue and teeth to craftily bring the nipple to a gorgeous engorged state of protrusion.
Emma thanked Sam effusively as she unbuckled his belt and unzipped him. Any initial ambivalence about fucking Sam had dissipated. From prior experience, the minority of guys with the time and technique to make her nipples so erect and aroused had always proved to be patient and adept with other physical aspects of making love, such as cunnilingus, fingering, and, of course, fucking.
Emma’s thanks blended into cries of ecstasy tinged with discomfort, as Sam firmly and assertively gripped each nipple between forefinger and thumb and pulled on them so that they protruded more than Emma thought possible. He eased the squeezing pressure for a moment or two. “Oh, more please!” said Emma urgently, as she released Sam’s rigid cock from his jocks.
As Sam resumed his firm nipple squeezing and pulling, Emma expertly fondled his lovely knob, shaft, and balls. He was circumcised, and about an inch-and-a-half longer than average. His shaft was disproportionately thick - her favourite type of cock.
Sam’s glorious dick reminded her very much of that of Cameron, the extremely skilled then boy-friend of Emma's horny older sister Zoe, who had, with Zoe’s permission, de-flowered Emma when she was seventeen. Cameron had known just how to deal with Emma’s inverted nipples, having had much practice with Zoe, inverted nipples having a genetic basis. His was a beautiful cock to have taken her virginity. What camaraderie to have with her generous sister!
Emma lovingly and lightly traced the prominent veins on Sam’s shaft with the tip of her tongue. She very gently licked his frenulum, causing a groan, and a dribble of pre-cum, which she licked away. Then she took Sam’s lovely cock in her mouth, and sucked skilfully along the shaft, licking the mushroom knob at the end of each suck. Simultaneously, she erotically caressed his sizeable balls.
Sam was clearly becoming increasingly excited. Emma didn’t want him to cum just yet, so she ceased her skilled oral manoeuvres, and led Sam to the bedroom, bare tits jiggling provocatively, lovely nipples remaining jauntily erect.
They were both intensely aroused. They frenetically tore each other's clothes away. Emma’s flimsy panties ripped at the sides as Sam roughly pulled them down. Emma loved the vision of Sam’s lovely, thick, erect dick pointing skyward as he stood naked beside her bed. She had accumulated a substantial memory bank of such images of various males, going right back to sister Zoe’s Cameron - what a great first naked male body and cock to have experienced.
Sam pushed Emma onto her back on the bed, and went to town on her aroused clit and cunt, craftily using his mouth and his fingers. Emma’s juices were prolific. Her guttural grunts were obscene. Her vulgar language was more so. Sam’s vigorous fingering was pushing Emma towards orgasm, so he cunningly slowed the pace, much to Emma’s dismay.
Then Sam flipped Emma onto her left side. He slipped his rigid cock into her from the rear. She called him a filthy bastard, as she gushed prolific juices onto Sam’s thick pubic hair.
Sam reached around and grasped Emma’ aroused nipples. He rolled them tantalisingly between index finger and thumb, and then firmly pulled them outwards, as he slightly increased the tempo with which he thrust his stiff cock into her juicy cunt.
Then, Sam slowed the tempo of his thrusting and intensified the work on Emma’s protruding, engorged nipples. He pulled them outwards even more, squeezing quite firmly.
Emma wriggled her pelvis in response, and said, “You really understand how my nipples are hard-wired to my G-spot, don’t you, you cunning animal?”
Emma loved casually coming out with that nipple/G-spot line during sex. It never failed to drive guys into a frenzy, and Sam was no exception.