First Time in Nipple Clamps
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My nipples have always been a source of intense sexual stimulation for me. I remember messing around with my first boyfriends, and when they would go for my breasts, I would always let them fondle and suckle on my nipples. But my first experience with another woman in college would leave me with a lifelong fascination with nipple stimulation.
She was older than me, a junior to my freshman, but we wound up in the same room. It seemed like she had a different date each night, and even though I was very pretty and popular, it seemed like EVERY guy on campus knew her. She was out of the room, more than in. I’m pretty sure I barely met her during the first quarter, but a fateful discovery in one of her dresser drawers would make us lovers for many years.
She was a bit of, how should I say - a slob. I’m very particular about my surroundings, and after several weeks of having clothing strewn about the room, I resolved to just do the laundry and put the room back in order. It wasn’t like she was there anyway; if it was more my space than hers, she shouldn’t mind if I actually do her chores. So it took me all afternoon, I had seven baskets worth of laundry to fold and put away if you can believe it - rich girls like us have a lot of clothes. I got them folded, and opened the bottom drawer of her dresser to put away a batch, and there I saw it: her collection of sex toys.
By now, you know that I use a lot of sex toys - a LOT. Back then, though, I had never even seen a vibrator, much less a set of nipple clamps, but it didn’t take much to put two plus two and figure out what they did! Being tired, lonely, and a bit grimy from all that laundry had my censors down; when I saw those toys, I got so wet, I’m surprised there wasn’t a spot on the rug! I figured she wouldn’t get home, so I clamped those on (way too hard, lol) and got that vibrator out, turned it on, and proceeded to frig myself silly, moaning and groaning, naked on the floor.
Of course, like clockwork, she walked in just as I was in the middle of my second orgasm. I wanted to curl up and die, but she closed the door, grabbed that vibrator that was still in me, and started to push it in and out rapidly. I came in less than five seconds, as she shoved her tongue down my throat. I think I missed a good two weeks of classes as we spent the following days experimenting in every way with each other. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to call a catch up with someone special. 
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