He grabbed her tits the second the door shut, shoving her against the wall and yanking her shirt up. Her nipples were already stiff, poking out like they knew what was coming. He pinched both hard, twisting just enough to make her hiss, then leaned down and sucked one into his mouth, biting the tip while his tongue flicked it fast and rough.
"Fuck, these nipples are sensitive tonight," he growled against her skin. He switched to the other one, sucking hard until it popped out wet and red. She moaned and pushed her chest forward, wanting more. He didn't waste time. He dropped to his knees, pulled her jeans open, and kept working her nipples with his fingers while he licked her pussy. Two fingers shoved inside her while his teeth grazed one nipple, then the other, pulling and releasing in rhythm with his thrusting hand.
She came fast the first time, legs shaking, nipples throbbing from the constant pinching. He stood up, spun her around, and bent her over the table. His cock slammed into her from behind while he reached around and grabbed both tits, using her nipples like handles. He tugged them hard with every thrust, pulling them out and letting them snap back, making her whimper and push back harder onto his dick.
"Look at these fucking nipples," he said, voice low and dirty. "So red and swollen. You love when I abuse them." He let go only to slap one tit, then the other, watching them bounce. Then he went back to twisting the nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, rolling them while he pounded her. She came again, pussy clenching tight around him, nipples burning from the rough treatment.
They moved to the bed. He laid her down and spent the next twenty minutes just on her chest. He sucked one nipple deep, hollowing his cheeks, while his hand slapped the other tit in steady beats. Every slap made the nipple jump. He switched, biting down on the left one until she cried out, then soothing it with long, wet licks. His free hand stayed busy between her legs, two fingers buried in her cunt, scissoring and curling to hit the spot that made her drip.
She begged him to fuck her again. He flipped her onto her stomach, pulled her hips up, and entered her in one hard shove. This time he focused on her nipples from underneath, reaching under to pinch and pull them while he fucked her deep and fast. "These nipples are mine tonight," he grunted. "Gonna make them sore so you feel me tomorrow." He tugged both at once, stretching them, then released and did it again, matching the rhythm of his hips.
When he got close, he pulled out and flipped her onto her back. He straddled her chest and rubbed his cock between her tits, using spit to make it slide. He pinched both nipples and pressed them against his shaft, fucking the valley while he kept the sensitive buds trapped. She opened her mouth and he fed her the head on every stroke, letting her tongue flick the tip. He came across her tits and neck, thick ropes landing on her abused nipples. He rubbed it in with his cockhead, smearing it over the swollen peaks until they glistened.
She was still shaking when he slid down and ate her out again, this time with his fingers working her nipples the whole time. Pinching, pulling, flicking. She came hard, thighs clamping his head, nipples raw and aching from hours of attention. He didn't stop until she was limp and panting, nipples standing stiff and dark against her skin.
Later, in the shower, he soaped her up and paid attention to her nipples again, gentler now but still direct. He soaped them, rinsed them, then sucked the water off while his fingers slid inside her once more. She came standing up, holding his head to her chest, nipples sensitive enough that every pull of his mouth sent sparks through her.
They dried off and he pulled her back to bed. This time it was slower but no less filthy. He laid beside her, one leg hooked over hers, and spent long minutes just playing with her nipples while she stroked his cock. He told her exactly what he was doing: "I'm gonna suck this left one until it's twice as big. Then I'm gonna bite the right one until you beg." He followed through, mouth relentless, teeth careful but firm. When she was dripping again he rolled on top, slid inside, and kept his mouth on her nipples the entire time he fucked her. Every thrust came with a suck or a bite or a twist. She came twice more before he filled her, his mouth still latched onto one swollen nipple.
By the end of the night her nipples were puffy, red, and tender to the touch. He kissed them softly one last time before they fell asleep, already planning what he'd do to them in the morning.
