Glazed Nipples

She and I had been seeing each other for several weeks and I was entranced with her. She was the woman who opened me sexually … I had been pretty straight & narrow in my dating life and rather shy about my body. But then she came along and put me at ease. In her presence I became comfortable with my physical self … and that let out my sexual self. In the years since I have become more and more open about my sexual fetishes and more comfortable sharing them … as with the devoted readers of SoloTouch! 

For example, I had (and still have) a fetish for skimpy men’s underwear. (That’s me in the avatar my black silk thong, which will feature in another story about her.) I had always been nervous about undressing in front of a date in case she didn’t care for a guy in a bikini brief — or less — but that wasn’t her. In fact, I can still remember her telling me that I should feel sexy under my clothes. That made me so relaxed around her: I felt that my fetish was not only accepted but encouraged.

We had amazing naked sessions and to my great pleasure she honestly and truly enjoyed not only giving blow jobs but getting facials. She blew me on our first date (that in itself was a first for me), trying to swallow everything this time. “You cum a lot,” she said, with some of my cream oozing out over her lips and down her chin. “A lot!” I was elated … no one had ever said that to me before and it made me feel so good that despite my average size I could offer a load that’s bigger than most guys’.

I was so lucky to be seeing such an expressive woman. So one day I messaged her with another of my unexplored fantasies: “I want to see my cum dripping off your nipples.”

She wrote back: “You’re wicked,” and added the grinning emoji.

Then next time she came over we spent little time on small talk and started making out and before long I was naked with my fully erect cock on display. I helped her get topless but she usually kept her skirt on during our daytime sessions as long as we were still in my living room, which had two big sliding glass doors facing different directions. Yeah, I was a budding exhibitionist, I soon would realize.

It wasn’t long before she was on her knees in front of me, sucking like the enthusiast she is. After a while I gently separated her mouth from my thoroughly stimulated erection … never an easy task. Knowing what was coming, she leaned back and watched my cock as I stroked it in front of her. As I worked my purple shaft I realized something: no one had ever watched me masturbate before. Wow! I’d been to nude beaches often so was comfortable being seen naked but of course this was far more exciting.

So I slowed down a bit to avoid cumming too soon and enjoy watching her watch me. Her eyes were focused on my throbbing penis and I knew I couldn’t hold back much longer: her breasts were pointed right at me, her mouth slightly agape, her eyes wide, her flawless pale skin and erotic curves just seconds away from a good glazing …

Unable to hold back at the sight of her anticipation I increased my stroking speed. Feeling a powerful orgasm welling up I took a step away from her so my blast wouldn’t splash on her but land as ropes (l had quite powerful “shooting” prowess in my 30s!). She arched her back … I aimed at her rack … and boom! I exploded several pearly strands across her breasts, making just the kind of mess that I love to see on a girl. I stepped closer again, admiring my load glistening from her clavicles to her nipples, and, catching my breath, finally smiled. She looked into my eyes and I told her she looked even more amazing in that moment than ever.

She smiled as I stood there adoring her cum-covered breasts, my cock slowly softening but still pulsating, in front of her eyes. She would take me across more borders soon …