A couple of weeks back, the lovely Posy Churchgate included me in the following tweet in relation to “Nipplegasms”.
People with nipples!! (yep that’s got your attention!) I want to write a piece about “nipplegasms”.— Posy Churchgate (@PosyChurchgate) July 4, 2018
I’ve almost had one, but could any of you share your experiences with me? A DM would be great or e-mail to email@example.com Thanks so much for helping me out!
Sadly, at the time, I wasn’t really in the best of places and so never got involved in the ensuing discussion, and while it’s a little bit after the fact, I thought I would add my thoughts on the matter anyway.
When It comes to nipple play, for me at least, there is a world of difference depending on whether I am the player or playee.
I love playing with women’s nipples. Kissing them, licking them, sucking them, biting them, squeezing them, teasing them. If you can do it to a nipple, I’ve probably done it.
I love the way women react when I pay particular attention to this part of their bodies. As to how I treat them, I tend to be guided by them. Some women like them treated gently, some prefer much rougher treatment. As so much of my own pleasure is derived from the pleasure of my partner, I like to make sure that I give their nipples the treatment that they enjoy the most.
They are wonderful barometers of a woman’s state of arousal and, for me, learning how a woman likes her nipples treated is every bit as important as learning how she wants me to treat her clit. In fact, it often seems to me that a woman’s nipples and her clit are somehow hot-wired together, and that for best effect, they should be simultaneously stimulated.
My own nipples, on the other hand, are a completely different story. Generally speaking, they are pretty much indifferent to attention. Touching them, kissing them, playing with them, generally elicits no more reaction from me than the same actions being performed on any other part of my body; and in some cases, and some parts, much less of a response. So, while it is just possible that I may have caused some, I can conclusively state that I have never experienced a “Nipplegasm”.
When I am aroused, my whole body effectively becomes one giant erogenous zone, of which my nipples play an equal part. On their own, however, stimulating them will do no more to arouse me than, say, stimulating my elbows, or my biceps. Truth be told, my back is much more sensitive, and my lower abdomen, particularly in the region of my appendix scar (although the same was true even before I obtained said scar) is probably the most sensitive non-naughty bit of me.
It’s probably fair to say that, as far as erogenous zones go, my nipples are the least erogenous of them all.
That’s not to say that I don’t enjoy having attention paid to them, but if you are looking to get a response out of me, there are much more rewarding parts of me that you could be paying attention to.
I suspect that this is more a peculiarity of my own. I’m sure other guys enjoy having theirs played with in the way that, in my experience, the majority of women do. For my part though, I can pretty much take it or leave it; I honestly wouldn’t notice, or care, if you ignored them completely and concentrated your attention on other parts of me that would be much more interested in what you are doing.