Only after punching both breasts did she then feel him tug her nightshirt up hard. Unlike her panties that only had about an inch of material on each hip her nightshirt had a seam on each side from under her arm all the way down to her waist.
It was only then with the intensity of his actions that she realized there was no longer a hand over her mouth. Instead his hands would thrust down hard onto her breasts before digging his fingers like claws into the shirt and breast flesh. She then would feel a harsh pull on both her shirt and her breast flesh. Each pull lifting her upper body up off the mattress but the weight on his legs on her thighs kept him from lifting her fully off the mattress.
“Notice my girl despite how loud you are groaning your mother is ignoring you, she doesn’t care what I do with you, but you already knew that” he said in a cruel voice.
He continued alternating between hands not letting go until the shirt allowed her breast to pull free from his grip only because his legs pinned her lower body to the mattress.
Only after doing this five times to each breath did she realize the fabric was beginning to tear.
Only after a dozen punch then pulls on each breast did the fabric tear enough to begin to expose her breast flesh and she of course hadn’t wore a bra to bed. She only realized this when on the next punch on her left breast when his fist pulled up it no longer pulled on the flesh of her full breast but was now focused pinching directly on her Areola and nipple. She only realized it was exposed as there was no longer material between his hand and her flesh to slide free. His fingers pinched her nipples hard and only seemed to release when he chose. The moment he released her left nipple he did the same to her right.
She had never been punched or knelt on like this before, even play wrestling had never come close to anything like this. Her body felt pummeled and brutalized and under complete assault.
He repeated the intense pinch and pull multiple times to each nipple. Despite the intense pain she was shocked to feel the most intense sensitivity and hardening in each nipple like she could not imagine. Even between each pull her nipples and areolas remained hard puffy and engorged with heightened sensitivity.
She was shocked that she wasn’t sure how many times he had done it when she realized it was now his mouth alternating from one nipple to the other.
Only when she felt the wetness that she thought was blood did she realize it was his mouth and the wetness his saliva. Despite the intense ache in her thighs, breasts and nipples it was sending sensations deep into her body that she had never experienced. Only then did she realize she had tossed her head back, closed her eyes tight and was squirming, struggling and writhing beneath him.
His mouth would suck as much of her young breast flesh into his mouth as he could and then hold tight. After doing this to each nipple several times he began to carefully close his jaw letting his teeth press against the swollen firm flesh.
The first few times he was careful to not break the skin but tried to tighten the bite as much as he could without doing so.
She couldn’t say for sure but it was only then that she realized he was rubbing her sex and it was soaking wet. She could feel wetness being smeared all around between her legs all over her sex, thighs, hips and her lower belly.
She was terrified at her next sensation as she felt his teeth begin to scrape from outside her Areola down towards the nipple. The first few times he did this while his teeth scraped over the oh so sensitive flesh it felt more like the sensation of someone scratching an itch hard on her back except on her breast and Areola. But as his teeth reached the base of her nipple they tightened to the hardest pinch she ever had experienced or imagined. It hurt intensely when his teeth tightened, but he held tight for what seemed like a long time so that when he released the bite, her nipple hurt more then when he was biting.
She hated him and hated herself even more when she felt intense anticipation for him to do the same to her other breast and nipple and he did not disappoint.
As he continued to do this another time to each breast she was pretty sure he was biting a little harder and she was sure his teeth held longer each time. But she did not fear the bite, it was the release of the bite that caused more pain. Once again she was unsure how many times he had done it but she realized at some point he had started pinching her other nipple while his teeth bit the other. She wasn’t sure what he was using as the pinch felt far more intense then fingernails could cause and unlike his mouth that felt warm it felt cool and metallic.
But it did intensify the sensations throughout not only her breast and nipples but throughout her entire body. Just as she didn’t think it could get any more excessive he started gripping the base of her breasts with his hands and squeezing hard. That hurt even more yet increased the sensation to the extreme. She couldn’t really even describe the sensation but it was like both breasts were being trapped and pinched in a heavy door at the same time.
Despite the almost unbearable pain she had never felt any sexual stimulation in her breast or nipples other than her own timid caress. She had barely kissed a boy she liked let alone had any type of rough sexual play. Now her bare breasts were being squeezed, pulled, pinched, sucked and bitten and even though terribly painful her breasts felt more stimulation then she knew they could feel.
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