My nipples are a tale of two lives, before breast-feeding and after. Before I breast-fed they were pretty much something I ignored, they were not particularly sensitive and they were also fairly flat, they would kind stand up a bit If I got cold but that was about it. It didn’t matter how much I fiddled around with them they just didn’t seem to want to play, and so I moved on down to more exciting parts of my anatomy.
When I had my son I was concerned I might not be able to breast feed on account of my flat, nonexistent nipples but I need not have worried, one greedy baby coupled with lots of research and determination on my part resulted in success. I had tons of milk and he had tons of appetite. Apart from the first couple of weeks with sore and cracked nipples it was a blissful experience. I loved feeding him and my daughter who came along a few years later. I found the whole process deeply relaxing and satisfying and I fed each of them for 2 years. However in addition to just loving the whole thing breast-feeding had another happy effect on my life or should I say body as it completely transformed my nipples, both how they feel and how they look. They were no longer flat, in fact quite the opposite, the slightest attention and the skin around them would tighten and pucker making the already firm little buds stand up even more. The colour had changed too from a very pale pink to a deeper rosy red. For the first time ever in my life I started to love my boobs and my newly developed pretty little nipples. There was more though, not only did they look different but they felt it too. Now they responded to touch with a little jolt of sensation that would tingle though my breasts and somehow end up down in my cunt.
Not only had they taken on a new, pleasing, appearance to me but they also seemed to have been woken from a slumber sensation wise. It was not until I started exploring kink and particularly when I met Michael that I really got to know my nipples well. One of the first things we ever experimented with when we were in long distance from one another was nipple play. At his request I purchased a set of Clover Clamps and while he watched on Skype, with shaking hands, I put them on. It was play that repeated many times over the course of our long distance relationship and it was the only form of pain play that I was ever able to successfully administer, and got off on, without him actually being physically present. We also discovered that for me it was not necessarily the wearing of the clamps that I got off on, although that was hot, but it was the sharp stinging sensation when they came off and most of all the tender delicious ache that would linger in my sore nipples for hours, sometimes days afterwards that really worked for me.
I can’t say I like the clover clamps, in fact over time I started to hate them. I think some of that was that they became associated with being apart from him and I also discovered that there were times of the month when I just could not stand the pain of them. Just before my period my nipples tend to get hyper-sensitive, it sounds nice but actually means they need a more gentle touch, anything else will have me climbing the walls and not in a good way but more in the ‘get these off me or I will punch you in the face’ way. However roll them between your thumb and finger, take them in your mouth and roll them between your tongue and teeth and you will have found my on switch.
The clamps and their close relatives the nipple sticks (two thin bamboo sticks held together with an elastic band) have not been used for a while now, but I have a feeling that writing this piece will probably result in that changing very soon and I would be lying if I said I was not looking forward to it.
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Well I dread to think how breast feeding could’ve made mine even more sensitive! But I completely agree with how my cycle changes how sensitive they get. As I mentioned ‘im indoors almost suffered death by tripod when he accidentally leant one of its legs against my nipple *laughs
Breastfeeding was an amazing experience for me, too. I loved the feeling of having my babies cuddled close to me and still have crystal clear memories of their little starfish-like hands kneading my breast(s) as they fed. It was wonderful and, at times, quite emotional. During, my breasts dramatically (I went up – briefly! – to a D cup) but, like you, my nipples were permanently changed after I stopped; they were always quite pronounced but became even more so. Also, my son was quite a distracted feeder – he used to move his head around a lot but not let go – so my nipples have a slight ‘skew’ to them now from being pulled in different directions.
With regard to clamps …
“the sharp stinging sensation when they came off and most of all the tender delicious ache that would linger in my sore nipples for hours”
I love this feeling. It’s the most wonderful of reminders.
Jane
xxx
I could never breastfeed 🙁 I did try, but my nipples were too sensitive even for that.
It’s only when I have no choice that I can get past the sensitivity.
I got my nipples pierced on caged’s request as well as like you they use to be pretty much ignored as they weren’t particularly sensitive, and somewhat flat. Since getting them pierced they have slightly increased in sensitivity and are no longer flat, which I thought would make breastfeeding easier, which I will find out within the next month.
But to possibly also look forward to even heighten sensational in my nipples… So exciting.
Thanks for sharing.
My nipples also require rougher or gentler treatment depending on the time of the month.
A fascinating reflection on why you wouldn’t like the clover clamps
i like the evolution of your nipples, and their response to the changes in your body…gorgeous photo!
Pregnancy and breastfeeding had a big effect on the development of both breasts and nipples for me. Like you, I worried my nipples were too flat for breastfeeding, but all was well. I didn’t breastfeed my son as long as you did your children, but found it an amazing experience. Afterwards my nipples continued to protrude and have only become more sensitive. Scarily my son will be 25 in Feb; how did that ever happen?
Mine have always aroused okay, but not in the way you describe. I couldn’t have children so maybe that is partly to blame. Not unhappy, though, being childless has other benefits.
Interesting what you ladies talk about. I had a girl friend who loved her breasts and nipples played with. Until she had a child and breast-fed. After that she couldn’t stand anyone touching them.