She pushed her tits out toward him the second the door closed. "Don't waste time," she said, voice already thick. "Get on my nipples and don't stop until I tell you."
He didn't answer. He grabbed both heavy tits in his hands, squeezed hard enough to make her gasp, and dropped his mouth to the left one. He sucked the whole nipple in, tongue flicking fast and rough against the stiff peak. She moaned loud and dirty, hands in his hair, pulling him tighter. He switched to the right nipple, biting just enough to sting, then sucking hard again until it throbbed.
"Fuck, yeah, bite it," she growled. "Make them sore."
He worked her nipples like they were the only part of her that mattered. One hand pinched and twisted the left while his mouth ravaged the right, pulling, stretching, flicking. Saliva ran down her underboob. Her nipples were swollen, dark red, shiny from spit. Every time he pinched one and let it snap back, her hips jerked like she was getting fucked already.
She shoved him onto the bed and straddled his chest. "Suck both at once if you can." He tried, mouth open wide, pulling both nipples in, sucking hard and sloppy. She ground her bare pussy against his stomach, leaving wet streaks. "Harder. I want to feel it in my cunt."
He rolled her onto her back, pinned her wrists, and went to work again. He slapped her tits a few times, watching them bounce, then latched onto one nipple and sucked like he was trying to pull milk out. His teeth grazed, then bit. She cried out, thighs shaking. "Don't fucking stop. Keep sucking my nipples while I rub my clit."
She reached down and fingered herself fast, two fingers plunging in and out, while he stayed locked on her nipples. He switched back and forth, sucking one, pinching and pulling the other, stretching it until she whimpered. Her nipples were puffy and oversensitive now, every pull sending shocks straight to her clit. She came hard, pussy clenching around her own fingers, tits jerking in his grip.
He flipped her over, pulled her ass up, and slid his cock into her soaked cunt in one thrust. But he didn't fuck her normally. He reached under, grabbed both nipples again, and used them like handles. Every time he drove in deep, he yanked her nipples back toward him. She screamed into the mattress, pushing back harder. "Pull them. Stretch my fucking nipples while you pound me."
He did exactly that, twisting and tugging the sensitive buds while his cock slammed her. Her tits swung, nipples burning from the abuse. She came again, walls fluttering around him, but he kept going, kept working those nipples raw.
Later she sat on his face, tits hanging over his chest. He reached up, twisted both nipples hard while his tongue fucked her hole. She rode his face, moaning, "Suck my nipples again, you dirty bastard." He couldn't reach with his mouth from that angle, so he pinched and rolled them nonstop until she squirted down his throat.
By the end her nipples were puffy, red, and aching in the best way. She lay there, legs spread, letting him gently suck them one last time, soft and slow now, tongue soothing the sting he'd caused. Every light pull made her pussy twitch with aftershocks.
"Next time," she panted, "clamp them first. Make them really hurt before you fuck me."
He just nodded, mouth still full of her swollen nipple, sucking softly like he never wanted to stop.
