Nipple Fetish Part 1

The following scenario is mostly based on a real experience . Over the following years it morphed into several different versions which were all keenly used numerous times as roleplays when I found myself in the company of an equally dedicated , experienced and enthusiastic playing partner . I now post this slightly extended version with some background details included to help set the scene , in case anyone else is titillated enough to want to add it to their own playlist .

I was happy to incorporate my growing art and sculpture pieces into my gourmet food shop / cafe as they made the space look more interesting and I was making regular sales . Most of the customers were in the 40's - 70's range . Whilst some of the canvases I was displaying were various types of abstract , most depicted female forms , in a plethora of different styles from the ubiquitous to the unusual , and of these , most were sans clothing , but tasteful enough to show only breasts and nipples . The majority of the these forms were curvy and voluptuous depicting ample bosom with either large areole , erect and hard nipples or piercings ... or in some cases , all three . A lady in her late 50's approached me and we chatted about different pieces , prices and installation . She too was a voluptuous woman , confident but softly spoken and very well dressed in older fashioned formal clothing . Not surprisingly , she was only interested in the abstracts and purchased two of said canvases so I agreed to delivery and installation at no additional cost . I was just happy to make a couple of sales . Later that afternoon I found myself in her huge hallway , placing the paintings and my toolbox on the ground so as to gaze upon the other 12 or so paintings filling half of the hallway's walls . The bespectacled widower had removed her jacket due to the heating and could not help but notice her rather ample bosom proudly jutting forward but secreted away behind some very modest , plain undergarment not doing her any favours really . At her request , I had removed all but one of the existing paintings in an effort to curate a new look altogether . Now all of these were stacked against a couple of hallway doors so as not to mark her new special type of wall finish . After discussing potential rearrangements over a second cup of coffee , i needed to use the loo . After beginning to walk off to some other area of this vast abode where there was music playing , she answered my query as to the location of the toilet by indicating the door with the most canvasses stacked against it . Just my luck . I finally removed them , went inside and had just started my business when I heard the music volume increase and felt a change of surrounds . I turned around to see the door wide open and the lady of the house standing in the doorway , not moving her hard gaze from the increasing stream of urine arcing through the air into the toilet bowl not a foot away . At first she seemed to not notice me turning half around but then she clicked , looked all flustered and started apologising , speaking softly .... Im so sorry , Im so sorry , please forgive me . Slightly flustered myself , I just replied with ... Each to their own . I had stopped mid-stream due to the interruption and was wondering what my next move would be . Before I came to any decision , the demure Mrs Woodley blurted out ... Its been a very long time since ive watched a man take a piss . I enjoyed watching my husband regularly . right up until when he died , a long time ago now . She paused , as if in thought , then her gaze drifted upwards before loosely meandering around , as if completely lost . I have a fair idea about who and what she was reminiscing about . I hope you are not offended by my actions or think poorly of me but I just couldnt help myself , Im sorry . She was now looking at the floor in front of herself , trying to avoid eye contact and I would gather , somewhat embarrassed . What I said next was based on two things : her fascination with men pissing and the fact that she was still standing there , 10 feet away . Would you like to hold it while I continue ? She started to move forward at the same time I finished my question and when she was nearly next to me , looked up at me and softly said ... Oh , yes please , thankyou . Focused now on my flacid , but not entirely limp , circumcised cock , she gently grasped the shaft , aimed it towards the bowl , and without moving her eyes from my manhood , she said , quite business like but definitely more upbeat .... Please continue . She was focused on the task at hand , aware that I still needed to relieve my bladder , so duly refrained from moving my cock around at all , any level of squeezing , any palm or finger movement and was also avoiding any eye contact . She seemed so business like , as if she wanted to complete the task professionally and without incident . I had resumed pissing nearly straight away and continued strongly due to her almost undetectable hand mastering the task at hand . Almost undetectable , almost because i could feel a slight change in firmness happening down there . which was no real surprise , considering I had a ladys hand around my cock , and there was something else . Something different about her . I had seen it just before when i stole a discreet glance across her body . She had removed her thick , plain bra and had neatly retucked her formal . tight cream coloured top back into her knee length loose style skirt Even the rear facing buttons were all secure . I then realised she must have done this earlier when I was busy removing the leaning canvasses fom the toilet door to enable access . She seemed to stand up a bit and lean back slightly as i turned my head and just stared . I was staring because just next to me i could clearly see the outline of both of her huge , very erect nipples . Im sure they were growing in size before my very eyes ! I could also just make out a smaller bump on each side of both of her now very erect and pointy nipples . They were also pierced . My stream of piss had fortunately slowed right down and would cease completely any second now . It was nice timing because when you have a nipple fetish like I do , and see what ive just seen , urinating can become very difficult indeed . Her hand completed a few expert shakes of my cock and then remained gripped around my it , but slightly firmer . Now I couldnt help it and said to her ... My god !!! I have to see your nipples ! She turned her head a bit , looked up at me , smiled cheekily and replied ... Of course , they are all yours . But you dont have to just look , I want you to teach them a lesson : like they have both misbehaved ! Fuck me !!!... involuntarily escaped from my mouth , both loudly and matter of factly . I instantly knew what i wanted to do , which included keeping her neat and tidy and demurely fully dressed as she already was . Her head returned to the position of looking slightly upwards while leaning back , and she was definitely pushing out her chest < proudly so it seemed . her one hand remaining firmly wrapped around my now fattening cock , but not moving , just slightly squeezing and releasing , slowly and repeatedly . I reached into my back pocket and quickly pulled out two items I had just been using to re-string one or two of her paintings . I threw the small flattened ball of venetian blind cord to the ground whilst remaining hold of my large and very sharp scissors . She was standing shoulder to shoulder with me , on my left hand side . Leaning forward and turning , I pinched her entire hugely erect nipple closest to me through her shirt very roughly , pulled it outwards , then softened my grasp and slid my fingers off the end but kept hold of her shirt and continued to pull so her top was stretched out a couple of inches clear of the end of her nipple . With the scissors in my right hand , I cut the end of the bunched shirt off , about half an inch from the end . I threw the small circle of cut material to the ground as her top sprung back , then with a slight adjustment , it was now proudly protruding right through the hole . It was hard , erect and pierced with a black horizontal barbell and around the thicker base of her nipple she had a tight , small black elastic band . Thie band was very tight and was engorging the nipple , so to increase its size and hardness . Blood now flowed freely into my cock and I was rock hard already . I repeated the same process with her left nipple as well and leaned back a bit to take in the whole view ... it was impressive to say the least . I said quite softly and slowly ... You removed your bra for me ... nice ... and very thoughtful . She then said ... an easy decision after noticing your painting's finer points , and along with you glancing at my chest , you seemed to strain and search for my nipples . Do you like what you see ? I replied ... Very much so , as I bent over and greedily sucked on one , it disappearing completely into my mouth , while I firmly squeezed and twisted the other one . alternating back and forth repeatedly .