CONFESSION OF A NIPPLEOHOLIC

YES

I'm not sure
when it started:
my addiction
to nipples, maybe
is goes back to infancy,
BUT
that doesn't matter,
what matters now
is the fact that I
am a proud and
incurable nippleoholic.
THOSE
beautiful nipples set in
the areolas of a woman's
breast is more beautiful
than any artwork in the world.
The colors are breathtaking:
The light and dark pink buds
standing erect from pleasure.
The brownish to black jewel
that is bursting with desire
created from a soft touch
of the tongue or fingertip.
The strawberry is amazingly
seductive and grows at will.
The rich ruby blushes
when fully swollen.
The pearl white that
leaps when gently touched.
The size of the nipple doesn't
matter; the response is the prize.
YES,
I am addicted to nipples;
even like to have mine pleasured;
self-pleasuring of nipples is
practiced by some nippleoholics.
Meet me at the Kissing Place
and we'll share our addiction. :)(: