Marsh We hadn’t been out of the tattoo shop for 10 minutes when I drove into a parking lot and demanded Cass pull up her skirt and show me her pussy. She grinned triumphantly, then leaned back against the passenger-side door, one leg on the dash and the other on the driver’s seat shoulder, revealing her freshly pierced clit. She commented on how calm you were in the store. Do you think it’s good? She was completely aware that I enjoyed it. That was very evident from the urgency in my voice when I begged her to open her legs a minute ago. I was more frightened than she was—I mean, holy shit, my clit is so sensitive it aches if I touch it the wrong way—but she was adamant, so I’d gone with her to hold her hand throughout the procedure. Actually, I believe she was holding mine. Anyway, it was over, much to my relief. We were on our way home, Cass in the passenger seat next to me, her pelvis tilted downwards to prevent disturbing her newest addition.

A clitoral hood piercing would have sufficed, but she wanted to go all the way. Cass was all or nothing, and she drew me right into the struggle with her. I leaned in for a closer look, advancing gingerly, as if it would spring to life at any minute and strike at me like some protecting sentinel. I could see the faint shimmer of light bouncing off the stainless steel up close. My gaze was drawn to the little ring as it vanished inside her crimson, swollen clit. I must have seemed anxious since she said, “I’m OK, Amy.” Really. Her voice elicited amusement. I persisted in my research. He was really into you. I was referring to the piercer who had done the honors. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that my pussy was directly in his face. I burst out laughing. That was rather heated. Seeing him touch you. Cass raised her hands in mock defense. Hey, I told you you could tease my clit out if you wanted to. I was too tense. You simply wanted to stand there and watch him do it. You’re such a snoop. I saw her pussy tighten. My fists tightened in unison with it. I put out a timid fingertip and stroked it over her labia, and was greeted with a deep moan. It’s beginning to throb. Her voice was stronger than it had been only a few seconds before. You know you like it. Cass was a real pain slut, but she knew I got a kick out of her being one. I stroked my finger over her silky, pussy lips once again. Her slit was gleaming, and I could smell the desire she’d had since getting the piercing. Tell me how you feel. I kept softly rubbing her poor, damaged pussy’s folds. He was clinical at first while he was touching me, attempting to find the correct area. Those gloves and swabs were freezing. But then I saw your nipples were erect as I glanced up at you. You were clearly turned on. I wasn’t going to lie about it. My pulse was pounding as I saw her clit emerge from its hiding place when the piercer pushed it. Then what? My senses were being assaulted by the scent of her. I had to get close to her. I put a finger into my mouth, which had started watering as soon as she’d spread it for me, and coated it with saliva. You must have turned me on because that’s when he stated my clit was certainly large enough to pierce. He stroked it a few times before pulling back the hood. When he drew the dot on the side of it, it tickled. I inserted my finger inside her. She exclaimed. I stroked it slowly into her warmth, being careful not to jolt her clit. My own was already pulsating strongly between my legs. Then he took the needle, and you took my hand. I was overjoyed that you were there with me. I wanted you to go through it with me. My fingers settled into a comfortable pace, massaging her silky insides while she sobbed beneath her breath. I kissed her on the thigh. She paused for a while to appreciate my thrusts before resuming. And then, with a single motion, he pushed it through. How did it make you feel? My free hand had made its way into my pants, and I slipped two fingers into my pussy as my palm placed delightful pressure over my own sensitive clit. I fucked both of us at the same time. Cass took a deep breath in between her statements. It was as if my heart had been struck by lightning. And I ‘d Her voice faded as she leaned back against the window. You came all the way, I said. It was correct. On that little table, I’d seen her eyes roll back and her whole body tremble. My pussy had burst out laughing at the sight of her familiar convulsing. Before inserting the ring, the piercer giggled a bit. That feels insanely nice. Since we left the store, I’ve been longing for you to touch me. Cass thrust her hips forward, a fuck-me-harder expression on her face, startling or not. My cousin was tensely wrapping her fingers around mine, ready to join her in her first post-piercing pleasure. “Please, Amy,” she implored. I hit a snag. I probably shouldn’t do anything till it heals. You know, germs and such. I enjoyed making fun of her. Just a tiny bit. Please, oh please, oh please. She had the option of reaching down and killing herself, but she chose not to. She wanted me to do it so that she could share it with me. I enjoy it when you beg. I nibbled on her inner thigh a few times before sliding my lips up to her engorged tiny nub. Her silky skin smelled so good that I couldn’t stop myself from ravishing her with my mouth wide open, but I could feel her muscles contracting under my fingers and knew she wouldn’t need much to complete.