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Puffy Nipples Stories
I worked as an office manager once, and it was my job to open and sort all of the mail, including packages. It was a pretty boring job for the most part, but every now and then there would be a wave of excitement when my boss’s crazy ex-wife would come in and scream at him in front of all of his employees.
So I’m doing my mail duties when an odd looking package arrives for my boss, the CEO of the company. I open it as part of the standard office procedure. I pull out some packing materials, then an item wrapped in plastic wrap.
What is this? I think to myself. Oh, a leash. Must be a leash for his dog. What’s with the metal things? This is kind of weird, I think, so let’s pull out the invoice:
“Dog collar with attached nipple clamps.”
Dogs don’t need nipple clamps, so what the shit.
I throw everything back into the box as if *I’M* the one who has just committed some horrible sin against nature. I hop onto my computer and pull up messenger and message my boyfriend. “QUICK. I NEED TO KNOW HOW TO TAPE UP A PACKAGE AND MAKE IT LOOK LIKE IT WAS NEVER OPENED.”
Tons of totally rational and then totally fucked up explanations are going through my head. Halloween is coming up soon, maybe this is for a crazy party. Or maybe my boss is just seriously kinky and doesn’t have the foresight to send these types of packages TO HIS HOUSE. I got mental images, playbacks – not pretty.
I carefully tape up the box and pack it neatly. Voila! It looks as though it was never opened! No one will touch this stuff! I sneak it into his office and put it on his desk with the rest of his mail.
So for weeks, I can’t make eye contact with my boss, and at one point, I almost greeted him with a “Good Morning, Mr. Nipple Clamps” because that’s all that would go through my head when he walked in the door.
We go out on a business trip and at dinner, he tells us about how an old secretary is sending packages to his work and picking them up from his office, and he’s DYING to know what’s in them, but he never opens them.
Having had like 4 glasses of wine, I raise my hand.
“I know what’s in them,” I say, my face turning more purple than the merlot I’m drinking.
I have everyone’s attention now, and at this amazing restaurant in downtown Chicago, I blurt out, way too loudly, “NIPPLE CLAMPS!”
I tell them the story of the accidentally opened package. (We found out what the deal was weeks later because it turns out this lady who used to work for him was running a sex service behind her family’s back and making good money at it, but she couldn’t let her family know she was a dominatrix for hire so she had the boxes sent to her old work. How bad would that screw your teen daughter up, anyway?)
After I tell the table, including investors and business associates (glug glug glug) about how horrified I was and how deftly I re-taped the package to look as though it had never been tampered with, and how proud I was of my handiwork, the table falls silent.
So this one guy looks at my boss and says, “Your secretary has been walking around for weeks thinking you’re a sick pervy bastard! She must have been terrified to fly out here to Chicago with you!”
Hey man, sometimes I was paid in wine. Nipple clamps or no nipple clamps, that’s a good deal.
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I have small boobs. So no, figuring out ways to go braless with big boobs isn't exactly a problem I have. In fact, I could probably easily live bra-lessly for a week — small perks of having small boobs. Bless the sweaters and all things slightly loose-fitting. The universe wouldn't have a clue what in the world of boobage is happening in that area of my body — if anything at all.
Yet that's just the thing. When it comes to wearing anything a little more revealing, it's hard to cross the seemingly infinite pre-pubescent boundary of "small and cute" into "sexy and mature." I worry more about shape than support when dealing with bras. Without the slight boost of a bra — padded or unpadded — I sometimes can't help but feel like a 12-year-old-girl trying on her mother's clothes and playing adult. And don't get me wrong, I've totally gotten to embrace my tiny ta-tas. (How many different words for "boobs" can I come up with in this article?)
But how about a date? Small-breasted chicks worry just as much about the nip-slips, hard-nips, lopsidedness, and weird cleavage action that can go down. No matter your size, going braless adds that much more to the vulnerability factor on a first date . So naturally, I figured I'd give it a try.
I could have cheated and opted for my usual go-to braless outfit of a comfy sweater and jeans/leggings. But where would the fun in that be? Also, not trying to turn down the heat on a potential hot date before it's even started.
When sifting through my closet, my eyes immediately landed on this black deep V-neck dress. It would have been the perfect candidate for one of Cosmopolitan 's bras for hard-to-wear-dresses , but I wasn't going to be needing that tonight.
The first thing I noticed when I put this on (for the first time, actually), was how uneven my cleavage looked. I mean it wasn't anything major, but there was definitely some shifty lopsidedness happening. I never really thought about my boobs being different sizes or weirdly spaced apart since they're so small — until I threw on the braless V neck. From one angle, I looked totally flat and from another, you could see some sort of indication of a boob.
But still. I was kinda feelin' it. My small boobs made a subtle appearance that I totally dug as a nice balance of classy and sexy.
That being said, I was in the comfort of my bedroom with self-validating vibes bouncing off all four walls — I wasn't quite sure those confident vibes would have followed me out the door. This was not an outfit I would have been comfortable wearing for this date. I think the dress may have even been a little big, because just with a little moving around, you could easily see everything goin' on in that plunging neckline — not something I'm trying to showcase on a first rendezvous.
Black halter leotard and black harem pants — it's probably no surprise to you that this entire outfit is American Apparel. Another thing I realized during my braless outfit search was that I tended to gravitate towards the color black. I mean, let's be real, the majority of my wardrobe is black anyway, but I instinctively went for the color especially because it did the best job of making my nipples less noticeable.
I noticed the same issue of unevenness with this leotard, but it felt more secure for sure. And especially since my boobs aren't really naturally perky, this top did a nice job of boosting them up a bit.
So it looks like I'm not wearing a shirt from the back. Definitely a solid Tinder icebreaker: txt me when ur here, I'm the shirtless girl at the bar...can't wait 2 meet u xoxo. Insert smirking emoji.
Time to head out! Eek! Looking at these pics, I know I seem totally unenthused, but I was A) nervous as heck, B) still uncertain about my boobs cooperating with me, and C) just tryna' look sexy and not cute for once.
I left a little earlier than I normally would — (I usually like avoiding the awkwardness of picking a seat and then waiting nervously) — but I figured I'd bite the bullet and make sure I got there first so I could gather my thoughts. Or something.
I wasn't about to start taking selfies or photos of my date because that would just be creepy. So here's a photo of my drink.
The date itself was pretty damn swell . So what kind of difference did not wearing a bra make? Well, for starters, I was definitely way more self-conscious during the first hour or so. I couldn't help but keep imagining that part of my boob was popping out while I was talking. Or that everything just looked weird down there. I even had some moments of doubt that the top really emphasized my lack of boobage and I looked silly trying to pull off this amateur J. Lo-meets-Kim Kardashian plunging neckline.
I fidgeted more than I usually would. I kept looking down and adjusting my top when it didn't really need fixing. I looked around to see what other women were wearing. I wondered if my date judged me for not wearing a bra, and if it was obvious. Like I probably came across as a paranoid nervous wreck.
But my date didn't seem to notice. Or really care, for that matter. And then I realized all my anxieties were silly. Why should anyone care as long as I was feeling it? And with the flow of conversation and drinks, I stopped worrying about it so much and actually felt so comfortable by the end of the night. Without any tightening or loosening of bra straps needed, no adjusting, and no uncomfortable pinching and squeezing, my little boobies felt as free as a wild night of Netflix and chill.
It was comfortable both physically and with how I felt about rocking something meant to draw more attention to the chest. I flaunted what I had, and I felt great.
My takeaway? It's totally about the mindset. Feeling comfortable in your skin is the best kind of fashion accessory that gives you more support than any bra ever will. Small boobs can be sexy, and you need no bra to prove it. And if you do, that's OK too.


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My step sister had a baby and I was there to visit her because school was out for the summer . I did not want to go and see her I wanted to hang out with my buddies . Went to my step sister's house and she was breast feeding her son ,this was the first time I have ever seen a real breast ! I got so hard watch the baby suck on her big nipple . I enjoyed watching her breast feed her baby many times threw out the day . She did not cover her breast she took her shirt off and expose both her breast . When she took her shower she left the door open , so she could hear if the baby cry's . I was enjoying watching my step sister in the nude , every time she walk her b**** jiggled side to side . One day she fell asleep with her breast exposed and I wanted to know what it felt like to suck on her big nipples and wanted to taste her milk . I walked over and put my face on her breast and started licking her nipple they got hard fast . I could not stop myself and started rubbing her breast as well . She woke up and looked at me and said what are you doing ! I said I I wanted to know what your milk taste like and she smiled and said ok try it . So I sucked on them didn't like the milk and told her I want to taste her p**** and she said I don't know . I told her I thought I might be gay and need to see if girls turn me on . I pretended to cry and she felt bad and said let's see if your gay or not . She takes her clothes off and spreads her legs and pointed to were I am to lick . So I did and she was moaning and very wet . I pull my pants down and stick it in her before she could says no . After we had s** she said so do you think your still gay ? I told her I need to try again , 2 months later and I am still undecided . (This is not real it's a s** story )


I WROTE THIS GUESS NO ONE SAW THE (This is not real it's a s** story ) AT THE END OF MY STORY TO BUSY J********** I UNDERSTAND


A girl can have a pretty face but if she dose not have at least a c cup then I won't date her , Sorry lady's but small b**** are a turn off . I want to play f*** and suck and rub b**** . Stick my d*** between her b**** and shoot a load in her face .


A cousin let me try her breast milk and later a friends mom let me try hers. The friends mom and I got it on a month later.


Cousin s** is awesome. Just saying.


I to let our neighbor who was 14 at the time nurse from me after I lactated after failing to deliver my child. God my b****** were so swollen and when he caught me milking myself he helped and that led to him nursing on me and 5 times a day he nursed and I kept making more and more milk and the more I made the more he took and it was like a vicious circle . My nipples were constantly dripping embarrassing me at times for my blouse would get wet from my milk at the most inopportune times. Jerry my neighbor tried to keep up with me but he couldn't and what made matters worst his mom caught on to him cuz he was gaining so much weight. Going on the fourth month now and I now have 2 kids nursing on me. But that's not all they are doing as well. BUT that's another story


Jerry had to be c****** every time he drank your milk!


Can u please breastfeeds to me. because my mother not to breastfeeds me more than 4 months and due to this reason i am still hungry for milk.please someone help me...its my bold request to u.....plz

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By Guest | 45 posts, last post 2 months ago

We know this problem! We too had let our daughter go topless at home when she was a child and she didn't understand we asked her to start to wear a t-shirt once she started to develop breasts. She was 10 then. Well, to be precise, we didn't ask her right away when her breasts first budded but only a few months later when they started to really develop. In a way we were driven by both our boys who both started to look at her in a different and definitely interested way. She refused and she even argued that two of her friends used to be topless at home also and one of them had also started to grow breasts. At the same time she complained about her eldest brother who had started to get frequent erections which he couldn't always hide which she found was gross! We failed to make her understand how this was in a way just the same and that according to her own feelings she should get dressed in order not to offend the others. In the end we had to let her have it her way. It was only a year later when her areola developed that she felt she had to cover her breasts. From then on she developed quite the opposite attitude and became anxious not to let anybody see the mound of her areolas and later her nipples, starting to look for the perfect padded bra! Maybe your daughter will also revise her judgement and change her feelings.

Let her go top less nothing wrong with that.Even if she wanted to go nude around the house just let her.At least she has a good body image of herself.To many of us have a body shame image.She is letting her skin breathe and not having it smothered by clothes.

We allow both our daughters go topless (13 and 15). We explained to our boys (9 and 11 1/2) why their sisters wanted to go with no shirts in the house and at the pool. Since we have allowed all of them to go nude in pool and in uw in house if they want to.



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Thanks. It has helped with their self image. We are open to any questions they ask. We also now allow nudity in the house if they want to go nude.

We were surprised, we thought the boys would have more questions about the girls, but itvwas actually the other way around. The girls had so many questions about the boys. Definitely was a surprise.



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Thanks for the answer. I'm afraid my daughter is beyond changing her feelings about being topless: As I wrote she started to develop breasts 3 years ago. She is a B-cup with medium sized "swollen" areolas and solid nipples when they are hard which over the last couple of months has become their regular state. Anyway we grew tired of the endless arguing and allowed her to go topless. Surprisingly though as if in exchange she usually wears shorts or a skirt now. She doesn't act in a provocative way at all, so I suppose it's ok.



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Our daughter has never been topless when a child, but her breasts became sensitive when they started budding and she disliked anything touching them so she started to be topless at home. She was 10 then and it was ok for everyone. A few months later they stopped being sensitive but they started to hurt a little bit. Since clothes made no difference, she got dressed again. Another couple of months later her nipples started t
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