Nils is so sweet. For no reason at all he bought me a pair of new sweaters. Of course they’re new; he wouldn’t very well buy me a pair of old sweaters. Or even one old sweater. Though I guess people do, sometimes, at those resale shops. I’m not sure if I’d want to wear someone else’s sweater. Okay, maybe, if it was someone I liked. Now that I think about it, I have worn some of Nils’ old sweaters. I’m going to have to rethink my statement.

But anyway, these were new sweaters, identical, except one was green and one was pink, kind of a rose pink.

Nils had me try them on right away, and of course I did, first the green one.

“It looks great,” he said. “How does it feel?”

“It feels great,” I told him. “Slinky and clingy and comfy. It kind of tingles.”

Nils was curious about the tingling.

“On my nipples,” I said.

“Both of them?” he asked.

“Yeah. It depends how I move. My nipples are so sensitive sometimes,” I said.

“Equally?” Nils wanted to know.

“I’m not sure,” I said. “Pretty much. Probably.”

I did a little test. First I bared my left breast.

Then I bared my right breast.

Then I switched sweaters, green to pink, and repeated the test.

Then I bared both breasts.

“What do you think?” I asked Nils.

His answer was to push me forward, kneel behind me, and fuck his big cock into my slippery wet cunt. Almost immediately I was coming like crazy.

I love my new sweaters, both of them, even though one of them has some of Nils’ cum on it. But I love Nils’ cum, so it’s okay.