Wes vs. My Nipple Clips. Who Knew?
Wes and I were supposed to have one of our frisky sex dates on Sunday afternoon. Before that, he’d spent Friday and Saturday in Charleston at a reunion for his old college basketball team. But when he got back to Columbia on Sunday morning he didn’t feel so good.
In fact his intestinal tract was such an unhappy camper he didn’t even go to the gym to ride the bike like he usually does on Sundays. So there was no way he felt like pounding my wet pussy with his Viagra-hard dick.
Bummer!
However, I was not about to let him off the hook that easily. The man may run from me on a regular basis, but he can’t hide for long. This slut likes sex (and lots of it!), and I will NOT be denied. 
So I told Wes he needed to service me orally after dinner. I mean, it’s the least he could do for canceling our frisky sex date, dontcha think?
The Super Bowl was on, and sure enough during halftime he comes into my office for some fun. We ended up in the bathroom, shedding our clothes like eager beavers. Well, my beaver was eager (duh!). But as usual, Wes needed some persuasion.
When he finally strips off my black silk cami, he snorts, “I can’t believe you’re wearing those silly things.”
Okay, I was wearing my nipple clip danglers. Hey, I like them!
“Do you wear them all the time?” he asks, looking at me like I’m insane.
“Pretty much,” I respond, shaking my breasts at him, so the stars dangling from the chains dance beneath my nipples. “I love them. They’re fun!”
He just shakes his head as he takes them off and lays them on the vanity. Then he pulls me to him and begins sucking, pinching, and licking my nipples like a starving man.
Alrightyyyyy!
“Does that feel better than those silly nipple clips?” he asks, looking up at me with a smug Alpha expression on his face.
Huh? Wes is in competition with my nipple clips? You’ve gotta be kidding me! On the other hand, this could be interesting if I play my cards right.
“I dunno,” I reply. “It’s hard to tell. I mean, you’ve only been at it for a couple of minutes. And you know how much I loooooooove my nipple jewelry.”
Wes growls and attacks my nipples again with gusto. He even chews on my neck, making werewolf sounds.
DAMNATION, that felt good! I had several Os and just screamed and screamed with pleasure. BTW, that’s my fav kind of party. An O party. Yeah!! *sex-obsessed grin*
And it was all because Wes wanted to prove to me that he could give me more pleasure than two pieces of kinky jewelry. Who knew? That’s what I get for marrying a highly competitive, college basketball star, I guess. Go figure. LOL
Anyway, after I’m totally satiated I push him against the sink. “Let me lick you,” I say.
This time he didn’t hesitate like he usually does. So I swallow him to the root, and he howls from start to finish.
“I guess that testosterone shot every 3 weeks is doing the trick,” he pants after I suck him dry.
“Wow, that was FUN!” I exclaim. Oh, how I love a hard dick! Whether it’s in my pussy or my mouth, it’s a totally yum experience. *lusty grin*
“I can’t believe how fast I got off,” he muses, pulling his t-shirt back on. “Must be the testosterone.”
And a little thing called being-in-competition-with-my-nipple-clips. LOL
He pulls me into his arms and gives my nipples one last sweet suck. “Plus, you always give great head, darlin’.”
“Thanks.” I pick up my nipple clips from the vanity where Wes dropped them and walk out the door, shaking my tiny ass at him for fun. I didn’t put the nipple jewelry back on in front of him because I need to plot my strategy.
Never in a million years would I have guessed the real reason Wes thinks my nipple jewelry is silly instead of sexy. It’s because he sees them as competition. Amazing. Well, the clips do an excellent job of keeping my nipples stimulated. No doubt about it. But nothing compares to Wes’s mouth and fingers on my nipples.
Yowza!
Of course, I’ll never tell him that. Nah, looks like a little competition might get me fucked more enthusiastically than usual. I mean, the Alpha Impaler can’t let two pieces of kinky jewelry do a better job of getting me off than he can, right?
Dontcha LOVE it? I do! *wicked grin*
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February 10th, 2010 at 3:02 pm
**chuckles** what a competitive streak! sounds a lot like my man!
February 10th, 2010 at 5:55 pm
Really? Then you've got your hands full too, girlfriend!! Mine never ceases to amaze me with his Alpha-isms. lmao!!!
February 10th, 2010 at 10:05 pm
hmmmm….*tapping chin thinking*….maybe when he is in Afghanistan for the next two weeks would be a good time to order sometihng like that wouldnt it?
February 10th, 2010 at 10:16 pm
HEHEHE, dont you just love all that attention!
See the Alpha is fun sometimes!!
Got to do some shopping! <3 *Lusty Grin*
February 10th, 2010 at 11:36 pm
Absolutely, Carol!!! Then you can talk about how goooooood they feel. His Alpha will freak and he will be much more attentive. These guys are a hoot when it comes to competition…even from jewelry. Too funny, isn't it?
February 10th, 2010 at 11:37 pm
Alrightyyyyy, Beach! Tim will love them. Just make sure he knows you loooooove them too. Then you'll have to tell me how he competes with them. lmao!!