The Girl With Huge Nipples

“I have huge nipples. There’s only one kind of regular bra I can wear that I like that covers my nipples well.” Angie said as she lifted her t-shirt and showed off a lacy bra with both areolas peeking out over the lace.

It was a point Angie made often since James had started banging her 3 weeks before. She was sitting comfortably on the couch.

“That looks fine to me!” James said, “I likes it!”

“Yeah well I hate this bra. It’s just a cheap bra. It doesn’t even cover my nipples” she said. “My nipples are huge.”

Right now, her nipples were the center of the universe, again. Angie was a strange self centered sexually compulsive bitch. James knew she was a compulsive liar too, but that didn’t bother him. The “sexually compulsive” part of her personality was what he found wonderful. She was an unstable randy tart who was bitching about something, teasing, flirting or all three. She could go from being on the verge of crying talking about how her favorite jeans were falling apart to complaining about how hard it was to find a proper fitting bra for a big nipped girl like herself.

“It’s not like my tits are really big, I’m just average, but my nipples are huge.” Angie went on, gently shrugging her shoulders, pushing her breasts together. “Like it’s asking too much for a bra to cover my nipples…”

“I feel your pain.” James said as he pinched each of Angie’s pink upturned nipples through her lacy bra. “I might need to check those nipples. I think I might have to suck them!”

Angie really did have a fine set of jugs. They were just right for her slight body, actually larger than one might expect for women her size. She was right. The defining characteristic of her tits were her the perky nipples and the large areolas surrounding them. Any guy would want to pinch them, and suck them for a while.

“I bet you wannna suck them. How do they feel?” she asked as James continued to pinch her ripe nipples.

“They feel great. Said James, “Look what they’ve done to my wiener.” He said as he took one of his hands off her breast, grabbed her right hand and put it on the lump in his khakis. “You’ve got me ready to burst a seam!”

Angie scratched at his stiff groin and parted her lips waiting for a kiss that never came.