Needles n Pins.
Jinty and I started working together about 20 years ago. At the time we were both married, she to a shyster who regularly knocked her about. She invited me round to her house for coffee one Saturday morning...I was greeted at the door by her wearing a thin T shirt which did nothing to hid the shape of her full tits with erect nipples.... and so started our affair.
About 18 months in we had t attend a conference in a well known holiday resort. As an executive I got a better room and in exchange for a crisp note with the receptionist (male) manged to get on with patio doors leading out onto a balcony. At this point I should explain that the balcony was continuous along the whole floor of the hotel, each one separated by a glass screen to give an element of privacy.
In the previous months I had established that Jinty loved tit pain and had come prepared. She had tried needles herself but had never succeeded in getting them fully in. Amongst other things, rope, candles etc I had bought some fine needles about 3" long.
The first night we tried gently, she cooed with pleasure. Over the three days we found the conference lost interest after lunch so the afternoons were spent enhancing her needle pleasure. To the point not only could she have a dozen or more in each tit but could take them straight through the nipple.
To give variety we had also been tying her tits, again gently at first, increasing the pressure each time. On the last night we went for the jackpot. The rope had been on most of the day and the tits were now a rich shade of purple. Finally we pushed the needles into her nipples....she screamed with pleasure as one climax was following another.
I was so interested in watching her pleasure that it was only as I looked up to see a head disappearing over the glass partition. Our neighbor had been enjoying our private show. I withdrew the needles and gently loosened the rope....the blood rushing into her tits gave her a final sensation she groaning as it did.
You may ask where n when do I get my pleasure ? Well in this instance I can assure you I was well catered for, but my pleasure is giving her pleasure and as the epilogue will tell from the extra kick.
Breakfast in the hotel was a buffet...as I queued for the cereal the chap behind me whispered in my ear 'God did i enjoy your show last night' I turned round it was the head over the screen 'Where did you find a woman like that ?' I was stuck for words ' She is magnificent' I walked back to our table 'OK' said Jinty....too damn right thought I !
About 18 months in we had t attend a conference in a well known holiday resort. As an executive I got a better room and in exchange for a crisp note with the receptionist (male) manged to get on with patio doors leading out onto a balcony. At this point I should explain that the balcony was continuous along the whole floor of the hotel, each one separated by a glass screen to give an element of privacy.
In the previous months I had established that Jinty loved tit pain and had come prepared. She had tried needles herself but had never succeeded in getting them fully in. Amongst other things, rope, candles etc I had bought some fine needles about 3" long.
The first night we tried gently, she cooed with pleasure. Over the three days we found the conference lost interest after lunch so the afternoons were spent enhancing her needle pleasure. To the point not only could she have a dozen or more in each tit but could take them straight through the nipple.
To give variety we had also been tying her tits, again gently at first, increasing the pressure each time. On the last night we went for the jackpot. The rope had been on most of the day and the tits were now a rich shade of purple. Finally we pushed the needles into her nipples....she screamed with pleasure as one climax was following another.
I was so interested in watching her pleasure that it was only as I looked up to see a head disappearing over the glass partition. Our neighbor had been enjoying our private show. I withdrew the needles and gently loosened the rope....the blood rushing into her tits gave her a final sensation she groaning as it did.
You may ask where n when do I get my pleasure ? Well in this instance I can assure you I was well catered for, but my pleasure is giving her pleasure and as the epilogue will tell from the extra kick.
Breakfast in the hotel was a buffet...as I queued for the cereal the chap behind me whispered in my ear 'God did i enjoy your show last night' I turned round it was the head over the screen 'Where did you find a woman like that ?' I was stuck for words ' She is magnificent' I walked back to our table 'OK' said Jinty....too damn right thought I !
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