“Bullshit.”
That’s what I said to Aiden when he told me about the article he was reading. He was sitting on the edge of my bed, his feet on my couch and my laptop on his thighs. I was sitting on the other end of my bed playing Animal Crossing on the big TV.
“It’s not bullshit…” he said. “I can show you the article if you want.”
I was only half-listening, more concerned with the fact that one of my favorite villagers was thinking about moving away than the blog post Aiden was reading. “It can’t be true though, right?”
“Apparently it is. All the nerve endings are the same or something. It’s like…proper science stuff.”
“Hmm,” I said, still not convinced. “It might work for some women, but there’s no way.”
He shrugged. “I dunno. It’s pretty convincing. I think it would work. There’s a whole list of techniques and stuff here…how to touch and tease and stuff…”
I paused my game and looked at him. “Techniques?”
“Ah, now you’re interested!” he said, teasing me.
I felt my face flush with embarrassment and unpaused my game, trying to refocus my energy on the screen. But I had to admit; I was interested.
A nipple-only orgasm. Was such a thing really possible? I was looking down at my boobs, imagining playing with them, when I snapped back to the reality of the situation. “Why are you even reading that stuff?” I asked. “Weirdo.”
He shrugged. “It’s interesting! Anyway, its your laptop!”
“True,” I said, knowing in my heart that my FYP had indeed been a little horny recently.
“The article says that most women have never experienced it, so I guess its understandable you’d be skeptical,” Aiden continued, speaking a little softer now, recognizing my embarrassment and trying to ease it. “But it’s totally legit, apparently. They did studies. Anyway, the guide is pretty step by step. I think even I could do it, and I’m an idiot.”
I laughed, his self depreciation breaking my tension. “You think so?”
“For sure. It’s just a matter of…” He cleared his throat. “Well…I could show you?”
“Show me?” I asked, grabbing my boobs defensively. “What do you mean?”
Now it was his turn to be embarrassed, his face flushing red and his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down. He laughed nervously. “Sorry, that was dumb. I meant just like…I don’t know what I meant actually.”
“No, it’s okay,” I said, laughing sort of awkwardly. “No harm done.”
But that wasn’t quite true. Suddenly my head was filled with images of having my nipples caressed and pulled and teased, offering up my big boobs to be touched and played with, and the idea of letting Aiden be the one to try it was making me feel lightheaded and giddy.
On the TV screen, I walked around my township aimlessly, pausing again when I realized I was biting my bottom lip kinda hard.
“So…how would you do it?” I asked.
“Oh…” Aiden said, sounding surprised. He clicked the mouse a few times, staring at the screen as if he was suddenly scared to look at me. “So yeah. Basically it says you start by—”
“No, I mean like…would it be easier if you showed me?” I asked, feeling my mouth go dry. “On my body, I mean.” I watched Aiden’s Adam’s apple bob once more as he swallowed. He was still staring at the screen. “I can lie back on the bed, if it helps...”
“Oh. Uh. Yeah. Should I—”
“You can come and sit behind my head. If you want.”
I placed the controller beside me softly, not looking at him, not waiting for an answer. I could feel my heart pounding against my ribs as I scooted my butt back on the bed, grabbing the pillow and pulling it toward me, creating a space for him to sit. I lay back, pushing my head into the soft fabric of the pillow, the cotton of my t-shirt suddenly feeling thin and provocative, my breasts stretching it.
I looked down at my body, and lying on my back like this, my boobs suddenly seemed huge and obscene, and my leggings were stretched tight, creating a soft smooth mound between my legs. I closed my eyes. The thought of Aiden seeing me like this, even though I was fully dressed, filled me with a mix of embarrassment and excitement.
“Okay,” he said, his voice slightly shaky as he stood up, bringing the laptop and placing it beside me, pointing at him so he could see it. As he did so, I caught a glimpse of what was on screen—several pictures of naked breasts with diagrams of lines and arrows—and I felt my heart beat a little quicker.
I felt Aiden sit down behind me and wondered what the fuck I was doing.
“So the article says...um...that you should start gently.”
I swallowed. “Okay…”
I felt the warmth of his hands as he tentatively placed them on my shoulders, his fingers beginning to move in slow circles, his touch gentle and tender. I was surprised at how good it felt, and even more surprising was the relaxation it brought me, his movements releasing the tension in my body, each manipulation of my flesh taking me deeper, loosening me up. I allowed myself a small sigh of pleasure, my eyelids fluttering closed once more.
Then I remembered what we were doing and l felt my nipples tighten, pressing against the fabric of my bra and shirt. My eyes were still closed, but I knew from how they felt that they must be visible now, Aiden having a perfect unobstructed view of them. I swallowed, not sure how I felt about it.
“Don’t worry,” Aiden said. “According to the article, the key is to build up slowly. Not to rush anything. So we can stop if it gets weird.”
“Okay,” I said, my voice a little airy and light, the pleasure already influencing it. “That sounds good.”
His hands moved a little bit lower, and the sounds from Animal Crossing faded into the background. He continued to touch me, his movements growing a little bolder, a little further down my chest, and he was about to touch the soft rise where my boobs started when he stopped suddenly.
“Are you sure about this?”
I opened my eyes, looking up at him. I smiled. “Not at all. Wanna do it anyway?”
He grinned. “Sure.”
He resumed working on my shoulders, working his way down my chest once more. A couple more centimeters and he would officially be touching his friend’s tits. I felt my legs open a little in anticipation, and suddenly I felt impossibly, unreasonably, unstoppably horny. I wanted to roll over and grab him and pin him down on the bed, shoving my huge tits in his face and making him suck them while I rode his—
I took a deep breath.
We were friends. Just trying something out. That was all.
Did I really think it was possible that I would be able to have an orgasm from just having my nipples touched? Or was I just being horny? Maybe I liked the thought of making my friend touch my nipples…
I looked up at him again. “Would it help if I took them out for you?”
"If you want.”
You know, if you want, no big deal, really.... so adorable!
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I'm gonna drool on my phone now while reading, don't mind me 🫠